.?It's an unhappy feeling especially when the person doing the stitching is your dearly beloved, your other half.I lead a normal, easy going fairly bl...ameless life these days. Ok - so Sven hasn't always been entirely good - but, if you pardon the vernacular, for most of the time I've been 'gooder' than most - or perhaps lucky and careful not to get caught too often. This time my protestations failed - miserably.Maybe I ought to rewind a tad. My other half's niece had arrived to stay with us.. I waved hi to her and then I and Rahul took a seat nearby her. They were chatting and all of a sudden he left and ask to both of us to have chat as he had some call to attend. Then there was inappropriate silence for 5 minutes and I was trying to think how to start a conversation and she was busy with her novel.All of a sudden she left her novel and asked me, “Either you going to start conversation or I should start?”, then I apologized for that day in the cafeteria and then in return, she said. 'A', or any other guy, for that matter, won't get into my pants until he agrees to eat the creampie!"That Friday evening Chrissy and "A" went out to dinner. After dinner she insisted on paying for her own meal, figuring that she would establish some control by doing that. She suggested that they go to her place afterwards, and he readily agreed.In a roundabout way Chrissy steered the conversation toward sex. She concealed her excitement admirably, and was gratified that "A" appeared to be. She immediately took a shine to him and she thought he looked refined and distinguished, in fact she would have called him handsome if it had not been such an old fashioned word.She just about managed to blurt out her name and the fact they were neighbours before a similarly aged female squeezed passed her husband. The man introduced himself and his wife to Bess, “Hi my name is Jim and this is Jane, my wife.” His wife then spoke up, “Where are your manners, Jim, invite the lady in and let’s get.