"Yeah Jake, you did miss something... I trust you." I starred at him head on and he moved to the other end of the couch. His mouth was partially open ...and the look would have been comical had I not been so nervous. "This is what you wanted. You didn't want my advice, you want me to... to... you know! You can't really want me to do something like this. We have never gone there and for good reason. You don't love me, we don't like eachother like that i'm not even your type. Plus, i'm gay! I just. So, in evening around 5.30 went her home . she was with her brown saree and matching blouse and all matching by see her i open my mouth and watching her like that in mean time she asked what aging u started and asked what else u want to have? i said nothing …. she said have some that will make u more energy to do work. i got stucked in my mind why she said like that ???she went and brought badham milk and fruits.She parked her body near my body and said have it u want to help me more today . i. I told her that sounded kind of cold.As she dragged me up on the dance floor she asked, "Do you think I come across as cold?" Not at all!" I had to yell over the music.We danced and drank and had a great time for quite a while. Most of the time I danced with Gina, and Paul danced with Nadine. Although I did get to dance with Paul twice. It was a bit awkward to dance with my best friend but it was kind of fun to dance and strut with him.He no longer ogled me but instead took the opportunity to. I just ignored that when it happened, and the girls learned to follow dad's method as they grew older, too. You pick your fights, and none of these rose to the critical level. I guess fucking around ten years ago, before we got married, was in that category, too.We fell into a Friday night/Saturday morning pattern of sex. That was quite a comedown from the five or six nights a week, but I put it down to the sadness of losing her dad. I had hopes that we'd get back into our stride.We never.