" Thank you, dear," I said, trying to stay in character. "Any sign of you-know-who?" I can't see him at the moment, but I expect he's watching us fro...msomewhere."The tubby waitress with the short, fake-looking ginger hair was approachingwith a smile and two menus."Morning, ladies," she said brightly. "How are you today?"I stared at her closely. Her name badge said 'Rita'. She looked puzzledat my scrutiny, then nervous. I looked around. There was no one nearby tooverhear me."We're fine," I. It is a bunch of warm memories for me but it may not turn you on. Just warning you.Our "communal" lifeTruth be told, my wife and I when first married were rather open sexually. While we never actually had any other sexual partners then each other, it WAS the 60's ... and even into the early 70's it was fast and loose when it came to sex and nudity - two things I loved.We were married my senior year in college and rented a house a few miles off campus - a little cape cod love nest and one of. Particularly whenever I get a chance or time I used to get into their house to see her, talk some thing and have a tea and come back. After some days I found that she is not very happy. I tired to know her problem. But she used to avoid. I understood that , she liked me and want to tell her problems but fear. I started coming to her when my brother in law used to be out of home. Then she became little free. One day I brought a family planning guide for them and gave it to Bhabi. She did not. "Don't bother with that skirt baby, I'll make sure it's notmessed up to badly when I bring you home." My biggest fears were nowreality. I was alone with Bobby going to a movie thanks to another oneof Madison's playful tricks.We made small talk on the way to the theater but I was real nervous.Not only was Madison back home with Mom, but I was alone with Bobby andhis out of control hormones!" After buying our tickets we grabbed somepopcorn and sodas. He then walked me upstairs to one of the.