What luck, I thought, so I called Liz on my cell phone (she was twenty feet away from me and told them to meet me in the bar) which was funny because ...they had no idea I was there. Well they came in and said hello, they each had their 12 year old daughters with them, and then they went to eat lunch and we went back to drinking and celebrating, my birthday actually. After awhile I was hoping they would come and sit with us, but they were with their kids, so they couldn’t do that. Now, sometimes. I’d learned to ‘dish it out’ so to speak. Previously, my orgasms had been everyone else’s orgasms too, and visa versa. The problem with that was, it had been almost too intense…too draining. I couldn’t very well be having that, or causing that with everyone we came into contact with. We’d all be out of it for far too long if we kept doing that. So it was by trial (not so much error…as pleasure) I’d learned to dole out just a little bit of mutually shared ecstasy. The effects of which, were. Didi ek 2 BHK mai rahti thi ek room mai didi jija ji dusre room mai saas aur ek bed single bed hall mai tha jisko jaroorat padne par double bed kar liya jata tha khol kar. Meri sone ki jagah hall thi single bed pr Kisi guest ke aane par wo hall mai sota tha aur main saas wale room mai malti devi ke pass aisa vyawastha bani . waise mujhe rakhne mai unko problem isliye nhi hui kyu ki jija ji aksar bahar rahte the official to main bahut sare kaam karta rahta tha to didi aur unki saas ko mere aane. This was different to Roger, who’d normally doze after they’d made love, but then Gerry would soon have to get back into his Mazda and onto the road again. Heather kissed Gerry quite tenderly on the cheek before she opened the front door to the cottage to let him out. He made his usual protestations that he’d be back as soon as he could and that he loved her. “Well, just ring when you can,” said Heather with a smile. “I will. I will. It’s been… it’s been wonderful seeing you again. I can.