I opened up the wardrobe and handed over a t-shirt and a Bermuda pant to her.“Wear them, and wash your dresses in the washing machine, and dry them ...in the room,” I ordered. She was uncomfortable/ I convinced her that she will fall sick if she does not dry herself up quickly. She finally agreed.Laxmi went to my bathroom and changed her dresses and comes out wearing my tee and Bermuda.“Have you taken your bra out?”“No”“Do so – it’s wet, and it’s not going to help you wearing it.”She denies, and I. And one of our favorite activities is poker. Many couples have problems when it comes to dividing the chores, but we never do. We play poker for them. Not this nutty new "Texas Hold 'Em" stuff, but plain old draw and stud poker. It's fun; "I'll see your vacuuming the house, and I'll raise you washing the windows," and like that. (That was a big bet, and Millie won, too. Ace high flush. Pissed me off. I had a straight to the queen.) We started doing it early in our marriage after a big fight. Though the trail was rough, and a slow grade upward, Chelley kept his pace on into late afternoon. Hoyt stopped him at a fast moving creek running across the trail and both of them took a long drink of cool mountain water. He wrapped his reins around a jagged rock and stepped upon a tall boulder with his telescope.Just as he spotted a rider leading a small packmule – the rider suddenly turned his horse completely around, then circled back to lead the packmule off the west side of the trail. .." when he caught sight of the pages, saying "Greece, huh ... yeah, that's where all the women take it up the Ass ... gross, Man... !" I thought a second, then I pulled him back and motioned for him to sit. I asked what he was talking about. He told me his older brother had said to him at some point that Greek men and women ONLY fuck in the Ass. I must have gotten a really pained look on my face, for my "good buddy" said, "man, you never heard that?" I just shrugged my shoulders ... he stood.