She loves these chats and wonders why she can’t find a man like this in real life. Across the chat comes the next line “I want to fuck you like we... just did in the back of my SUV” “In IRL or fantasy world” she asks, totally turned on by the possibility and daring of a real life meet, but she doesn’t want to get her hopes up. She holds her breath as she waits for the response. “Real” She can’t believe it, thinking he is just kidding – he’s married and writes beautiful stories, he could have. Down your arm, to your leg, I move up, grabbing your ass and pull you flush against my body. I can’t even describe in words the desire that is burning in my chest as your skin touches mine. All I want is to get drunk on your kisses. So over and over again I kiss you, pulling your hair a little as you kiss down my neck. The sensations of your lips on my neck stirs in me a desire to take control like I’ve never felt, holding your hair in my right hand I pull your hair back and vigorously kiss. My arm was bruised and sore for a whole week. Seems like a waste too, me having it and me not getting any action at all ever." I worried that that last part just didn't seem like the kind of thing a zombie would say, but I guess my dad didn't notice, since he didn't question it.I was thinking about his list of naughty things when I remembered about the book saying what it did about heightened state of suggestibility or whatever it said. I had the funny idea that in such a heightened state of. Maine use himmat dete hue kaha ki aisa duniya mein koi cheej nahin jiska hal na ho isliye aap himmat rakhein main aapki is problem ko door karne mein poori madad karunga yeh keh kar main office chala gaya per mera demag kahaa tikne wala tha ab toh mian sanjana bhabhi k sapne dekhne lag pad tha after all mere ghar mein itna mast maal reh raha tha or mujhe uska pata hi nahi..main mokke dekhne shurroo kar diye. Jab deepak bhaiya kaam pe jaate toh mein bahaane bana kar bhabhi se baat cheet karta.