You would love it." That might be nice, we'll talk about it. You don't need to tip us, we thank you for the business. Let me know when you need us."Ge...ne looked at us a minute then wrote a telephone number on a piece of paper with a name, "Give this guy a call, he was complaining about the slow delivery he was having for frames. You might be able to help him. I hope he doesn't monopolize your time, I'm still going to need you."I smiled at him saying, "You're first, always. Just ask, we'll. “What a heavy sleeper you are,” He whispered at me, his hand brushing my hair from my neck, his fingers lingering briefly. I felt him get off the bed then, the clanking of his belt buckle and my heartbeat the only things I could hear in the small, dark room. When he came back to the bed, I could feel the heat rolling off his body. His lips touched my skin, starting at my back where he had pulled my tshirt up, trailing down to the curve of my bottom, his teeth nipping at me slightly. My own. First i thought it would b from office again when i saw my mobile it was a new number I lifted and I heard a feminine voice from the other end..She said Hello.. Then stopped for a while I said Hi who is this..she said r u arshu..Yes i am may i know who is there she said..well….I have gone through ur stories..I was confused and asked what stories.. She said u right for Indian sex stories dont you.. I said ohh ya i do she said well they are really good and asked r they real or fictitious I said. She could hear him downstairs busily preparing dinner and quietly made her way inside. There was an open note book on the desk, a kind of diary. She picked it up and began to read it. The last entries described what had happened earlier that morning. She read back, discovering snippets of more documented information and she began to realise things she never knew before. Helen sat in the armchair with a glass of mulled wine whilst David continued to prepare their Christmas dinner of turkey and.