Wo udaas ho gaye… muje bhi accha nahi laga…. Fir mene unko bola… ki wasim, I love u too, even I want you too, ham real me shadi nahi kar sakte, ...but I want you to mary you atleast…. So can u pls marry me once?… Wo bahot khush ho gaye uur mera ishara samaj gaye….Aur muje hug kar liya, unko bhi ab green signal mil gaya tha meri taraf se…. He said, to fir ham kal hi shadi karege bas… vo muje vapas mere school chod gaye… aur bola ki same time same place ham milege..Raat ko me bahot hi excited aur. Plus, there were fringe benefits.As he rolled the oversized bin through the East terminal, he spotted an attractive figure walking towards him. From the front view, he could tell there was a juicy ass on this slender cutie. When he was closer, he smiled at the traveler and made sufficient eye contact. “Where ya headed,” his baritone voice inquired when he a bit closer.“San Francisco,” smiled the rushing passenger.“Slow down. Yo gate ain’t far,” he replied turning to catch a glimpse of the ass. The next morning doc told me to get myself ready because Roger was coming to take me on a second date. I think he likes you doc told me, I mean, he said you were the only woman who had ever truly satisfied him. Keep it up and I just might walk you down the aisle one day sweetheart. What the hell? A wife, me? I mean, sure, I had lusted over the beautiful dresses and romanticized the notion of happily ever after but I didn't need prince charming, I needed prince caning! But then, sitting gingerly. They were absolutely physically faithful, but they both were rather exhibitionistic. He encouraged her to wear provocative clothing. On their weekly phone calls, they talked about how they had showed off to people, and how they had been appreciated. She had told me, “Don’t get your hopes up, but if we ever open up our relationship, you’re pretty high on the list. Not sure how to put it, but when you look at me, I feel appreciated and admired. Too many men come across as creepy. Still, I need to.