Phir maine baat khatam karke raj ko baat karne k liye phone de diya.Or zalak ne raj ko muje uska number dene k liye bhi bol diya.Uske baad raj ne muje... zalak ka number diya phir main ghar pe aa gaya.2 din baad maine zalak ko raat k 11 baje wtsapp pe msg kiya.Me-hiZalak-hello !Who are youKyun ki uske pass mera number nahi thaMe-rahulZalak:ohh dear .Whats up!Kese yaad kiya muje?Me-bas aese hi bore ho raha tha toh time pass k liye .Zalak-accha.Main tujhe time pass dikhti hu?Zalak:agar time pass hi. "Alison smiled as she sat down with her coffee, the conversation from earlier was almost forgotten as she thought about what was on the agenda this morning. She enjoyed the fact that her unencumbered breasts bounced in her tight fitting blouse, enjoyed that her nipples were almost poking holes through the material. More than that though she enjoyed that Master Philip did in fact, as her husband had suggested, control what she wore in the office during her job as his Personal Private Secretary. On Christmas night I slept out on the sleeping platform and could have sworn that I saw a light on the horizon. A boat? Would that explain it? Some well-wishing sailor with a preference for Cline Zinfandel who had steered near enough to my island to toss a bottle over the stern? I wouldn’t have seen him (her?), what with all the work I was doing behind the house. And so I spent a good part of the day yesterday walking along the beach toward the southern end of the island, just to see if I could. I became terribly horny and I had a morning wood too. I quickly went into bedroom, removed by T-shirt and night pants and had just trunks on me. I did 200 push ups to look more masculine. I then went into the kitchen, she was standing there. I said what are you cooking Jayanti?’ she said dal sir’ and looked at me with a suspicious look as I was almost nude. I can see her looking at me from the corner of her eye. Why don’t you cook some non veg today? I don’t know how to cook sir and I’ll teach.