While all this thought process was going through my brain, I had been holding her hand and gazing into her face. Just then she uttered “Excuse Me! A...ur Kitna dekhenge”! Shit! I was caught again. It was just then I realized that the saying “Men will always be Men!” is absolutely true. With that phrase by her everyone around just broke into laughter and her Husband ‘Sekhar’ said “I know my wiffey is beautiful”, Priyanka also gave me a witty smile.We just started chit-chat with each other, I didn’t. We laughed about it and and quickly got more personal with each other for the next 4 hours and discussed a wide range of topics including her children and her parents and she being single, and how she had retire early due to a workplace injury. we went over my children and wife and my job and how I don't have much sex due to my wife's medical history and difficulties. So after that we got more comfortable and discussed much more enjoyable topics of arousal and preferences in positions and. I am still rather trashed so I am reusing a modified summary of the doctor’s appointment that I emailed a friend. I have to work tomorrow and I just don’t have the ass to type it again. So here it is:The docs actually got off their ass and did some work this time. I don’t know if my complaining to the head of the entire neurology dept did anything, but they were digging deep this time around. The doctor even moved an appointment with another client to another doctor to spend more time with. When she came back to the living room she had changed into some dry clothes and had dried her hair and brushed it out. I took off my wet shirt and started to dry the top half off when Joann asked her brother, who was about my size if I could borrow some dry clothes. George just laughed mumbling that we should have left sooner and Joann and I both blushed despite trying not to. Thankfully no one noticed and I followed George into his room and changed, thanking him and told him I would clean them.