“I’ll be right outside when you’re done.” The whisper seemed to go straight to his balls as she turned away and glided back outside, the clot... of her skirt cupping her ass. “Shall we?” Tamara’s silky voice shattered the spell of his wife’s body. He felt the muscles in his face tighten, lips mash together. Tilting his chin up, he met her soulless blue eyes. Her painted mouth stretched upward in something resembling a smile, but it didn’t touch the rest of her polished face. “Of course.. Now we will stop after 7 Pm for a small tea break or washroom break if anyone wants.” He said. Sill mesmerized by her breasts. “Okay thanks.” “If you need anything, just let me know Sir.” He said, looking at me then looking at Nisha’s breasts again. “Thanks.” I said and he reluctantly took off. “Hell, he was so horny. Just staring at my boobs.” Nisha groaned. “That is just the start.” I laughed. She looked at me in anger and embarrassment. By around 7PM, the bus started to pull in at a small. I can no longer sit back and allow Communist infiltration, Communist indoctrination, Communist subversion and the international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids.”(This is a snippet of dialogue from the film “Doctor Strangelove” delivered by the American Airborne General to his British Army aide after launching a nuclear air attack on the Soviet Union in a military coup against the Washington bureaucrats.)The suffering of the Polish people in that brief. Ek baar main uske ghar gaya tha to wo naaha rahi thi uske ghaar main us waqt ghar main koi nahi tha aur ghar ka daarwaja khulla tha main under challa gaya phir maine awaaj di to who baatroom se hi booli ki mai aa rahi hoon aur phir thodi deer mai hai towel main hi aa gayi aur unki gaand aur chuchi bhaar dikhai de rahi thi iss saab ko dekh ke maira loda khada ho gaya, main usko ghur ghur ke dekh rahaaur saayad usne bhi mujhe essa karte huye dekh liya es liya wo boli ke kya kaam hai to maine use.