Ah”. Karthik: “Dude, I want to see her naked. Do something!”Me: “Even I want to see her nude, dude. But I don’t know how.”So we devised a ...plan – a very old amateur plan which is peeping into the bathroom!I asked Karthik to come home immediately as it was already half past 7 in the morning. Mom could go and bath any time from now.I went down asked mom for a coffee and then made her do some other work and kept her busy in order to avoid her to take bath. He rushed home. He was happy to see that. A hug is never completed until made whole by another hug."Needless to say, the few feminine ones, who did not gasp, emitted gratuitous groans of needed carnal completion to satisfy their voluptuousness. All even hoped for happy hugs (with kisses too, if ever possible) with spouses who had been untouched since the hurling of the verbal missile. Each woman unconsciously leaned forward to the sensation of sensual, sexual surrender, or more, in the hold of the Harlequin.Suddenly, our strong willed. Silk leaned into it. When Silk turned her head to look in Stacey’s eyes, Stacey felt Silk was ready so she kissed her. Silk kissed back and Stacey knew that Michael was right, Silk was curious.Silk had been nervous about the whole bi-sexual thing but when it happened she just went with it. As Stacey rubbed her shoulders Silk wondered how to proceed but then Stacey kissed her there and Silk just let Stacey lead. Finally it was turning her on so she turned her head to look in Stacey’s eyes. As. It could work, if only she could convince him to be the sperm donor. There was a clinic in Lewisburg where she could be impregnated. She stared at the picture realizing that even his photo still had a magnetic effect on her.She laid the picture aside and chastised herself for entertaining such a ridiculous fantasy. Of course he would say no. Why should he want to father her child? Why would he want to engage in such an elaborate deception? She was being silly.Yet, she wanted this, a baby of her.