Not that we complained, mind you. I never caught her consulting Crystal’s memory banks to make her creations, but every ship-night was a different m...al, and quite frankly, they were all delicious. In fact, they were so delicious that I mandated all of us to get at least some exercise to prevent us from gaining pounds. Daniella took mock-offense at this statement, and she said “Ooh ... are you calling us fat?”As one of my House-adopted step-fathers (when I was adopted, I was placed in a Group. Bahut bda tha mere bro se bhi badaMe – to uske sath kyu ni kiya ?Sis – tab main choti thi . Aur woh bhi . To main darr gayi .Me – aur ab kar lena tha .Sis – kar to loon par baat shuru kaise karu ?Me – ab so raha hoga ja kr uske lund ko sehla ao .Vaise bhi woh tumhare nam ki muth marta hoga .Sis – okay good nyt kal btaungi kya huya .Main sone ki acting karne lga .Woh 10 mint baad ayi mere room me aur aa kar lund sehlane lagiMain uth gya aur kaha ki yeh kya kar rahi hoWoh darr gayiAur maine smile. I realize that I will find that out. I am startled out of my reflection by the ringing of the phone. It is Paul! The irony strikes me. Paul wants to know if breakfast is in order. I say sure, but have to get dressed. We agree that they will knock on my door in about 20 minutes. Just enough time for a quick shower and get ready for today. No time for any extra thoughts this morning. Thank God. The knock comes just as I am ready to greet the world. I open the door and immediately my reverie of. She’s pretty, has a nice body, has two great kids, and has a great sense of humor. Maybe she’s a bitch at home, but it sure doesn’t seem like that would be the case.”“Do you know what her husband does for a living?”“He’s an accountant,” I said.“Maybe he’s putting her feet to sleep!” Kara smirked.“Bad sex isn’t the same as bad treatment,” I said.“What would you possibly know about bad sex?” Kara giggled.“You know what I meant. If she was just complaining that he couldn’t make her cum, and she.