He inhaled and repeated three times before giving the blunt to DeCarlos.The slim chocolate host took two puffs.Vic took another pull. "Can I get anoth...r drink?" Sure!"DeCarlos eagerly ran to the kitchen. He fixed a mix of the gin and limeade in one of the nine-ounce clear plastic cups. Also, he poured some whiskey and coke for himself."Here you go," DeCarlos smiled. He turned on the TV. "What do you like to watch?" It don't matter. You can put on whatever," Vic shared.DeCarlos set the channel. Tabhi bus ka conductor jo 35 saal ka admi tha woh najdik aaya. Usne Harshada ke boobs pe hath rakh diya. 5-minute ke liye woh Harshada ke boobs dabata raha. Fir stop aane ke baad Harshada ne apne shirt ke buttons lagaye.Us din 10 baje ek off lecture tha. Rohan ne dekha Harshada garden ki taraf ja rahi thi. Woh uske picche gaya aur usne picche se Harshada ke boobs daba diye. Harshada ne dekha to Rohan tha.Halaki usne subah hi uske boobs dabaye the fir bhi woh resist karne lagi. Rohan ne pehle to. He couldn't tell from where he was standing but it looked like the son of a bitch was tonguing an ear along with the whispers. Son of a bitch was going to pay for that.Watching Randy's arm around his wife, the hand absently playing with the collar of her nearly translucent cream silk blouse he stopped. If he walked over there he wouldn't be able to stop himself from throwing the man out of the restaurant. Hardly the scene he wanted to make and not a way to make Susan glad he showed up. Watching. And that was certainly a good thing if it was true. All the way home she thought about her adventurous afternoon of sexual excitement. She had always been one to follow her lustful instincts and, if they had not been seen, she had been right to allow the event. As she turned her car into the driveway she was surprised to find that her husband was at home. Damn! she thought. It would certainly have been nice to have had a bath or shower to wash the evidence of her escapade from her body before.