The last thing I remember is being on the bridge when we lost all power, and after that complete darkness, followed by the strangest sensation of weig...htlessness and being kneaded like piece of dough, sometimes dry, sometimes wet and a sticky warm wet feeling that went everywhere through every orifice and sent tingling sensations to all of my body ,then came what can only be described as forced yoga, during which I lost conciousness.I awoke to find that I was still floating, in a yoga pose that. Tere room mein rahegi to tu dekh payega unko nangi baithi hui. Fir dinner karne ke baad main sone gaya apne room mein.Fir maa aayi aur mere bagal mein aake let gayi. Maine pucha-Main: Aaj aapko nahi karni dhyan?Maa: dhyan sirf baithe hue thodi kiya jata hai? Neend mein bhi dhyan ho sakta hai. Isko yog nidra kaha jata hai. Tu abhi nahi samjhega. Jab tera samay ayega tab tu bhi jan jayega.Main udas ho gaya. Aab kaise dekhunga unko. Mere andar sirf unhe touch karne ka man kar raha tha. Unko apni. She handed him the mug with a smile and said, "It's made with cream and two sugars. But, you look like a guy that might like extra sugar. Am I right?"Maybe you have decided that he was a rather shy person. He wasn't really. Merely less forthright than many were. He simply didn't care for many people. So now he could only mumble his thanks and give an uncertain smile of my own as he nodded.As he was turning to go she asked, "What's the book?" PrairyErth. It's a book by William Least-Heat Moon,". Hurried back to findDavid still talking.Hi honey. Still talking that boring talk? Give me a dancelover. I pulled him onto the floor, wrapped my arms aroundhim, and gave him a big wet kiss. Yes! Buried my tongue inhis mouth. Sucked his tongue back into mine. Becky, youve been drinking too much. I can smell the boozeon our breath.Oh hon, just cause I feel like kissing my hubby doesntmean Im drunk. I kissed him again, working my tongue inand out of his mouth. I was enjoying knowing that I had.