"What is my babygirl upto",Ankita had written.
The bulge in my panties increased on reading this.

CHAPTER 8
There were very few people from work at the reception, which Penny and Keith held in the Red Lion, in the same stables bar the folk club usually occupied. As many of the guests were fellow folk club members, it was familiar territory for them; the climbers, being climbers, simply needed to know what direction the bar was in.

The wedding itself was held in the Registry Office on George Street, and our plan was to wander back that way later in the evening to hit the India Garden on Wellington Street for a final refuelling stop. As the soon-to-be-married couple would be flying to Palma the next day, I pitied anyone sharing the plane’s cabin and their curry-related effusions.

Author’s side note: I’m now realizing that I probably should proofread these, I’ve made a few mistakes I wish I could correct. Also I thought it would be fun if Luke was more than just attracted to Tom.

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A little after 2 am, a restless Luke lay awake, anxious from his growing feelings for his new houseguest. Trying not to wake his friend, Luke attempted to unsuspectingly examine his sleeping friend in the dim light shining through his living room window. The blond man had his head turned away from Luke, his sleeping body sprawled halfway off the couch.

September 2000

Ariel finished her song and pulled the microphone away from her lips; the karaoke machine clicked as the tape reached its end. Bending over, she pushed the rewind button and was rewarded with an intense whirring sound as the tape ran back.

“How many times you gonna sing that?” Amber asked from her position on the couch. Ariel shrugged.