He will have dinner outside..and already prepared dinner for us..told me to have dinner if I’m feeling hungry ..saying so she left for puja.I went t...o my bedroom..sat on bed thinking over what happened yesterday night..i went to vivek’s room to look for nothing..room was clean..there were no traces of sex anywhere ..came back to my room and suddenly I remember not switching off my wifi camera yesterday night..the batteries would have exhausted by now. I went back to vivek room again and found. The party was winding down and I finally popped the question to Cheryl. Would she like to stop over to my apartment afterwards. To my surprise she said yes. Cheryl followed me in her car back to my place. Once inside I took Cheryl in my arms and we kissed. Cheryl seemed a bit reluctant at first."Tom, you need to know, I am different," she explained to me."Different how?" I asked Cheryl.She didn't answer at first and we kept kissing and I was undoing the buttons of her top. The top came off and. “Hey hon, I just picked up that bottle of wine you like so much,” Patrick looked over at the bottle in the passenger seat.“The Mouches Rogue,” Jane smiled fondly at the thought of the wine.“Yup, just on my way home now,” Patrick told her.“I’m sorry honey, I won't be able to make it home for dinner,” Jane felt a bit bad.“Oh,” Patrick was a bit disappointed, but he knew that his ambitious wife had put in a lot of time and effort to get where she was today.“Well, I’ll keep some in the oven for you. Dressed in a reasonably clean but un-ironed shirt, unbuttoned at the neck, above a pair of blue denims, held up unsuccessfully by a black belt. Since he was the only person behind the bar he appeared to be the man in charge. His hangdog demeanor and monosyllabic voice had turned away many a chance entrant. Regulars knew and ignored his manner, finding the beer, food and general ambiance a better indication of the pubs worth. ‘Will you be drinking Greening, or are you just drooling this.