The wife asked if I would take the mother in law out shopping to the indoor shopping centre to stop her getting bored, seeing the excitement of Christ...as was over,I had the day off and we hired a wheelchair when we got there, she didn’t want any thing, just a look in the sales. I quite enjoyed pushing her around as we looked at the lingerie and things.We had been there three hours when she asked if we could find the toilets, as she wanted a wee, we found the disabled toilets and pushed her. Charlotte spent the evening in her room, picking on the guitar and thinking about Fiona. She had a grin on her face every time she thought back to the weekend. After three days of calling around and always just missing her and being reassured that Emma had got her messages, Charlotte gave up. She lay on her bed and sobbed. With school just around the corner, she’d lost the only friends she had.Charlotte was sitting on the floor of her room, listening to The Cure’s album, Faith. The slow,. Or the banks of the pink ravine.The swinging starts again in earnest and the cries from outside increase in intensity. All my friends can sense it and there's nervous energy throughout as the liquid in which we're encased heats up, becomes a fraction more viscous. It makes it easier to hold on as we dangle and swing around the enclosure but I know there's work to be done.Timing is everything.I've missed the last three and I'm sure as hell not going to make the same mistake. The wall shrinks. So we had a little party that night in a local pub. There I casually reminded her of her promise which she agreed, as next day was Saturday. We went to citybliss spa in andheri west. There we had to take out all clothes n be in only disposable undergarments.We turned other side n changed. But I was horny by this time. Also the girl who gave me massage was moving her hands very close to my asshole and my penis. Maybe she noticed my bulge and was trying to tease me. By mid-therapy I had a proper.