Mere yeh karne se wo uth gai.. Aur uthke mujhe dekh lia bina capri ke aur haath me lund hote hue…Mami: “yeh kya kar rahe ho tum yahan?”Me: “ku...ch nahi mami.. Me..!”Mami: “kya me me kar rahe ho mujhe sab pata hai tum kya kar rahe the.. Aane do tumhaare mama ko sab bata dungi. Tumhari maa ko bataungi tum kitne nalayak ho.”Me: “pls mami mujhe maaf kar do mujhse galati hogai aage se kabhi aisa nai karunga. Aap jo kaho me karunga bas yeh kisiko mat batana.”Mami: “a6aa jo kahun wo karega?”Me: “haan. . . you hide in the shrubberies with your camera.”“Sometimes. But sometimes I am the girl because when I want to be I'm pretty. Men are suckers for a pretty girl in tight clothing.” She looked at me closely and she also looked at where my shirt was unbuttoned. “Yes, I can see that. You are pretty. So you become the man trap?”“It's not like women don't cheat. But it's a lot harder to set a girl trap.”“So what's your name, detective.”“Danielle, but my friends call me Dani.”“My name is Elizabeth,. I started slapping her ass, grabbing her tits, fucking her faster and faster till I came inside her. After I came, my wife blew him a kiss, grabbed the window as if to grab his cock , waived goodbye and we went inside. We saw him and his wife later that evening as we were going to dinner, in the hallway walkway and Dianne said hi to him and actually started speaking with his wife in the elevator. The guy and I just looked at each other and raised our eyebrows! We saw him a couple more. Whether we like it or not, our days as a gang of chums are numbered. Less than a year now until the wedding, as a matter of fact. So this is no time for any of us to repress our feelings for one another or to wreak havoc behind one another’s backs. My dears, I believe a holiday of our own is most in order.’ Little else was said on that matter before we paid our bill and left the café. Jonathan struggled to look disapproving, but Elizabeth and I could tell he was most intrigued by her vague yet.