Now, you are almost mine. You are a lover who gives pleasure freely to another, but is reluctant to accept it in yourself. Your mind is too busy, your... soul too withdrawn to easily submit to that utter vulnerability. No matter how much I feel you are mine, how the way you taste, the way your scent has changed to something more heady, heavier and potent, one sound, one movement can pull you out of the web of pleasure I weave. Your head turns away, (to the window where the sound of a car reminds. We stopped on 16th Street when we saw one of the horse drawn carriages that routinely ply the mall. I knew the ride was supposed to be romantic and I was wondering if I should suggest it when Angie started pulling me forward. I bit my tongue and we headed back to the car.When we got to Angie's, she invited me in."We have to try the beer you brought," she mused.I rapidly nodded my head in response. She slipped into the kitchen to get glasses, leaving me sitting on her couch, feeling my nerves. Pele men apne baare men bta du.Men Delhi men rehta hu i play table tennis for my zone so zahir hai I’m having a athletic slim body baaki info agar apko meri story acchi lage den you can contact me o men apko apni baaki details de dunga.So hua kuch aise ek din men metro men ja rha tha Delhi Metro to Delhi University us din men kafi late ho rha tha aur metro bh bas chalne h wali thi jaldi jaldi mein men ladies compartment men ghus gya lekn men looks wise decent dikhta hu to ladies police ne. " I see." I said, unable to find more words."It's like a marriage." He continued, "Me and my wife have a certain chemistry to the way we live our daily lives. I understand what she likes and she understands me, and so we provide for each other sometimes even without thinking. Right Carol?" Mmmm." she mumbled agreeing."If you ask me that's the real beauty in a marriage." Mike explained as he got up to fetch more ice behind the bar."The beauty is how the deep intense love manifests itself in so.