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Click here"You won't," he spoke unsure of himself.
"You know my friend Ratna, well he is Kamal, Ratna's kid brother," she spoke, "he is here to help me teach you a lesson," she clarified.
"Ok I will leave now," Kamal was looking uncomfortable.
"Sure and thanks a lot," Anita spoke. Even after Kamal left, Dilip was in a shock. She caressed and showered kisses on his face.
"Do you really believe I will fuck a kid like that he is hardly twenty two," Anita laughed.
"You never wanted to do it," he spoke as if in a spell and once it sank in, he hugged her tightly, tears flowing freely, "I love you," he kissed her madly, "you are bad, why did you do that."
"I also love you, but I was not sure that you will love me the way you use to," she spoke, "but now I am sure and I also wanted to teach you a lesson, you have behaved like an idiot lately."
"Let's go home."
"Yeah we will, but the rent for the room is already paid, so what do you say shall we celebrate," she opened the fridge. Dilip nodded happily.
True enough about King Louie, but I'll never be able to see Disney's 'King Louie' the same way after pointing that out. Lol
I thought King Louie was the Indian jungle's number one swinger. Is that not true.
tantrik721 is a good writer.
Let me clarify something:
In the title i say i wish Anita were my wife.
Failing thst, i wish i were Vinod just for that one day in Goa.
Well written and meaningful story. The ending did turn out to be different than what i expected.