Main: Ha-ha-ha, thanks… chaliye living mein chalte hai.Tushaar: Are haan, sorry.Ye kah kar woh aage aage chala aur main uske peeche, hum living mein... jakar baithe aur woh fir poocha: To kitne saal hue aapki shadi ke?Main: Ji 3 saal hone ko hai.Tushaar: 3 saal? Sachme?Main: Ji haan, kyu?Tushaar: Aapko dekhke lagta hi nahi ki aap 3 saal ki shadi shuda ho.Main bhawro ko adao ke sath uthati hui poochi: Woh kyu?Tushaar: Aapko dekh ke sach kahu to lagta hai haal hi mein aapki shadi hui ho.Main: Ye. " Head bothering you?', Sharon asked solicitously. Ron nodded, passing a hand in front of his bloodshot eyes, then looked up to where his wife was busying herself pouring coffee and orange juice. Her face was scrubbed and shining, her dress neat and freshly ironed."You got dressed early this morning," he said simply."Yes, I did. I've got a lot of things to do this morning, and I thought I'd get an early start." She smiled again as she brought the tray with the glasses and set it on the table,. He walked to the side and pulled down the covers to reveal the cool silky sheets. Then he started to strip for the mature man. He took off the olive coloured loose fitting silk shirt revealing a smooth chest with thick pink aureoles which he caressed. Then he lowered the tight fitting white trousers and kicked off the soft alligator loafers. He stood before the mature man in the tight silky olive coloured briefs. Julian had moved around the bed and was sitting facing the boy as he disrobed. He. I have been going to the same barbers almost monthly for as long as I can remember. I’ve seen various members of staff, always male, come and go over the years until a couple of months ago when my trim was done by a new member of staff called Lyn (they all had their names in a graffiti style font above their station). My first visit was very pleasant; having a haircut always involves being in close proximity with whoever is holding the clippers, and being able to have the sweet scent perfume.