"Is this all right? It's a bit isolated where the unfortunate other diners tonight won't be able to enjoy your loveliness but I want you all for mysel...f."I expected some reference to our earlier coupling but he knew we both still had it on our minds and that it didn't need mentioning.There was a chilled bottle of Champagne, a very nice one, at that, standing at our table which the maitre-d opened and poured for his approval. He nodded, then our glasses were filled.We lifted them as he left us. At the booth, Bob was behind the assholes and trying to move into a gap where Vicky could spot him. “Actually we’re just waiting for our boyfriends,” Celeste said, losing her serenity and sounding tired and more than a little annoyed. “So you’d really be doing us a favour if you didn’t let them see us chatting to a couple of hot guys.” “Oh well, we’ll just keep you company until they get here and then we’ll sneak away,” Gold Chain crooned. “They won’t even see us.” He made to sit beside Celeste. I didn't know which ones to get, but the two names I recognized were Playboy and Penthouse, so I purchased one of each. The guy behind the counter gave me a lecherous grin, but thankfully said nothing as he tucked them in a paper sack for me. I almost ran to the car before anyone could see me with them, and then headed for home. After Kyle left for school, I pulled the magazines out of the bag and was tempted to review them. They were wrapped in plastic, so I decided to leave them as they were. Maji mom karad chy ethe gaon ahe tithli ahe.Tith aajji ajoba mama mami n ishana tyanchi barki porgi.Maje mama ekdum sant manus bhakti bhava kde far ch oodh ahe tyala.Kayam bhajan jagran vari chalu aste. N tyacha swata cha buisness ahe small.Ata mami ti tr nehmi sarkhi typical housewife sadi mote ball gand madak body hoti. N ti pakki zavadi hoti .Tiche lagna aadhi affaire hote .Tine ch sangitlel mala aadhi jevha jayacho tevha sarkh mala seduce karaychi kay tr gf ch vichar kay kay krto tichya.