While sipping coffee usne mujhe pucha tumhara bedroom konsa hai maine kaha aao dikhata hu..Orr maine bedroom meh bluetooth speakers lagaye they fir hu...m wahi jaakar baithe songs sunn rahe they achanak se bijlee kadkadayi kaafi zor se awaj ayi thi nagma darr k maare chink uthi m uska majak uda raha tha..Fir songs boht romantic chalu hue..Humlog bed par lete hue they agal bagl meh and she held my hand maine kuch socha nahi aaise hi uske haath pe kiss kardiya tha..Usne mujhe bola teri future gf. Minutes more of this passed before Monica excused herself to walk over to Ben. ‘Hello,’ she smiled as if nothing was wrong. ‘Hey,’ he said. ‘You have the room keys?’ Her grin renewed his confidence. ‘Yeah.’ ‘May I have mine?’ Ben pulled the envelope with the keys out of his pocket and laid them on the table without thinking twice about it. Monica picked up the envelope. ‘Thank you for waiting while I finished my conversation there,’ Monica said. ‘Those are a couple of very nice guys. Dave’s a. "Hello? Is everything okay in there?" It was the saleswoman, concerned over all the moans and groans or perhaps wondering what could be taking them so long in there.The spell was broken and they took a step back from each other with a nervous little laugh. "Um, yeah, everything is just fine," Jasmine answered, "we'll be out in just a moment." They heard the saleswoman's footsteps retreat then, but all they were really aware of at that moment was just how close they had come to doing something. She reached the top of the rope in record time, but as she started back down the rope became harder and harder to hold onto. She was almost back to the ground when it happened. She lost hold on the rope and fell.John was holding the rope for her. Though he likely wouldn’t admit it, to anyone, he admired the way her hips moved as she climbed. He, though he hadn’t said anything to anyone about it, had had a crush on her too. He often entertained thoughts of marriage, one day, to this girl. Her.