Any unsatisfied or wanna have fun type of aunties/girls in and around Mysore/Bangalore can mail/hangout me on , 100% secrecy will be ensured.About Me:... I am a Madhan of 27 years, 6″ tall, broad shoulder, not so fair not so dark (south Indian complexion). I am basically from Mysuru, currently working in Bangalore. Coming to the story, this happened on the night of the New Year at a homestay villa in Madikeri. The party was organized by my college friend Dinesh. Madikeri is a hill station with one. I was sure she was envious of my successful marriage with Amy.Four years after my divorce I was in my office and I worked with a scientific article, when I got a phone call. An unknown man wanted to talk to me. He arrived to my office at five o'clock, so I did not have to overwork. He introduce himself, he was John Hume.He came quickly to the point, "I'm divorced and I've two daughters as you. I know you remarried and I'm thinking of similar plan with your ex."Our older daughters did not. .. right there, north of thattown, I believe." Good. As you can see, we will be keeping well clear of that locationif we take the shortcut. We won't get closer than about 20 miles to hisplace as the crow flies." Let's hope that distance is enough," Charlie said somberly.We then concluded our breakfast and returned to our two rooms to packup. The others took care of the luggage and ushered Dan into the carwhile I handled the remaining formalities at the reception desk. Dan'ssoiling his bedding. Backstage, the cast were in high spirits; noisy, friendly and strangely intimate. I leaned close to Sue's ear and congratulated her on a smashing success. I fondled her narrow waist and then down over the curve of her hip."Darling, I think I'll give the party a miss. OK?" Oh, well, I don't need to go either, really" she said."Of course you must. I insist!" I don't want to be a fifth wheel, that's all. You will all want to recount tales of the success. Enjoy it! You all deserve to have this time.