I didn't go as the girls said, "you don't take a sandwich to a clam bake," so they more or less told me to stay home alone with June's husband so they... could all have fun. I didn't hear anything bad so I guess it went ok. In fact it won't be long and they have their tenth reunion. Wow where does time go.It was February of '91 and I was at work when I reached for the morning paper and saw in large print. BUFFALO ARMY CAPTAIN RALPH PIKER IS WAR HERO. He destroys three Iraq tanks and captures. Aur unhone bola.S: Kya dekh rahe ho?H: Kuch nahi.S: Apne aap bata rahe ho ya danda laun?H: Mam, mujhe doodh pasand nahi lekin aaj lag raha hai peena padega.S: Hat pagle. Sidha bol na jo bolna hai.H: Mujhe nahi pata lekin aapka nasha ho raha hai.S: Chal fir kamre meinHum dono unke kamre mein gaye aur unhone ek Indian porn saamne chalayi. Wahan baith kar mujhse samjhane lagi 2–3-minute baad maine TV band kar diya aur bola, “Hemlata mam, bed par aao. Aaj to asliyat mein hi karte hai.”Woh bed par. She asked about our mating. She asked about the two a****ls fleeing for no apparent reason, but the timing of which must have coincided with the destruction of the plane. She asked about the a****ls finding me in the vast jungle and then accepting each other with me, conflicting a****ls in the wild at peace in my presence. She asked questions about my healing from wounds, about my hair, my body, and how my body now responds in action and use.She finished her questions and our back and forth.. I chuckled. “We’re not in junior high, Henry. Put your hands on my ass. Make believe you want to fuck me.” I was pleased when Henry smiled and I was even happier when he followed orders. I wrapped my arms around his neck, molding my body into his.Henry was taller than me—maybe two or three inches—so my heels brought my face to the side of his. Our dancing was literally cheek-to-cheek. His unruly light brown hair was parted on the left, but looked as though it had been combed with an.