For the 1st time I called her ‘sweet heart’. She said nothing and put her head on my shoulder to relax. Her eyes were close. As I was touching her...thighs, my penis was rock hard. I deliberately put one of her hand near my penis. Her eyes were closed but she felt my penis and slowly dragged her hand away.I slowly moved my hand on her naked thighs, nighty was so small that I could see her panty. I slid my hand and just touched her panty. She slowly moaned ahh……..i knew she is under my control, I. The same applies to her. I'm leaving." I was almost out the door when I thought about the picture and the note. Going back, I took it out of Bertha's hand.I didn't sleep much that night. I was up twice to look at the picture. First of course, I studied my wife's image. My thoughts ran the gamut, from anger, to sadness, and finally to love. Love, but if only the kid wasn't there. I could see love shining in her eyes for the baby she was holding. I could remember when at one time that love. He had laid out the mortars along a base line, approximately ten metres apart. All in all I was confident that the mortar team and the MFC would carry out their duties professionally and efficiently.I had suggested that the mortars be dug into weapon pits. It was likely that the Shiftas would have mortars, and any assault on the fort, supported by mortar fire could lead to casualties to mortar teams exposed above ground. It took three days to dig down to just over 4 feet, as the ground was rock. Par unka bas chalta to mummy ke gaon me 100 lund salami dene taiyyar baithe the. Hamari izzat ka ek aur bada karan tha meri 18 saal ki bahan vidya, jo ki apani maa ki tarah, ek bahot hi sanskari, sushil aur kasile badan ki jawan student this. Mere sabhi dost, unke baap, dukandar log, vidya ke kade santre dekh kar, lund ko masal kar chup kara dete the. Vidya ka ghagra uski gaand ki golai ki kahani bata deta aur choli usake masum kabutaro ko udne se rokne me nakam sabit ho rathi thi. Jab bhi.