Radhika was totally oblivious to his stare.It had been half an hour since she was walking and she started sweating profusely. She came across Sumit, a...tall and muscular guy who resides in her building. Both of them greeted each other and she continued to walk thinking about how it would feel to be in Sumit’s arms and be loved by this macho-man.There was a tingling sensation between Radhika’s legs with that thought in her mind and she just smiled and walked ahead. On her way back home, she met. "But ... Now?" he asks.Agatha stares at him for a few seconds. He regrets asking that already."I have a brunch tomorrow with a Secretary from the Transports Ministry. I'm sure you understand that," she replies.Philip looks at Ilene, confused, nervous, not knowing what to do. She shrugs her shoulders in an almost imperceptible way."It's a quick thing, kids! We'll be out in 10 minutes or less!" Mariah playfully says.Philip fucking hates every time this bitch calls him a "kid". He's tired, he's. She then looked him over andflitted with the lace trim of the gown hem. Timmy stammered an apology asshe listened, all the promises and pleas were in place, "I won't do itagain," "Don't tell Ruth," "Don't tell my friends."Ruth evidently didn't have this problem at home with Timmy. Although goodfriends Madge and Ruth couldn't be more different. Madge was a girly-girl, a high maintenance woman with faultless vintage looks and demeanorwhile Ruth was a "today" girl, jeans, sweat shirts and. She decided she would cook a special meal tonight and it would be Bridget's favourite, Cheese and broccoli bake with lashings of garlic and paprika, washed down with a few bottles of wine. Red and white, and not the normal five quid bottles either. A good fourteen percent Australian Shiraz or Merlot and maybe some Pinot Noir, or something along those lines.Finishing her shower, Bern sat on the end of her bed. Like an artist covering a canvas, she applies her make-up. Checking in the mirror,.