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My driver’s wife was also my housekeeper and cook. I asked if he’d bring her along to help pick out Bella’s outfits. Keanu (my driver) and his wife Aolani showed up about 15 minutes later.Aolani spent the whole trip to the mall quizzing me all about Bella. When we got to the mall the ‘girls’ visited all the childrens stores. Keanu and I just made trip after trip back to the car with packages. If I remember correctly,we visited The Disney Store, Gap Kids, Gymboree, Janie and Jack’s, Pitter Patter, and The Children’s Place. We didn’t exactly buy something in every store but it wasn’t for lack of trying. My American Express got a real workout. Bella and Aolani became the best of friends. They chattered back and for to each other, neither one understanding what the other was saying, but that didn’t stop them. They shared the universal language of women, shopping. That’s all they needed. I don’t remember which store was selling children’s bedroom furniture, but both of them stopped and. ”Saurabh and I were looking at each other with blank faces. What were these women talking about? But we were enjoying that. We knew with two pegs, and the women were in full mood.Suddenly the doorbell rang. The waiter was there with more whiskey and dinner. He put that on the table, took our used plates and got our signature on the bill, and left. Saurabh arranged the dinner, and I made the pegs and offered the glass to everyone.We continued our sex talks and, at the same time, started our third peg along with dinner. Women were now completely drunk. They were not even able to complete their food. Shruti was sitting beside Saurabh, and Ruchi was sitting in front of me.Suddenly Saurabh said to Shruti, “You are not eating anything. Take this paneer,” and he took one paneer to offer. Shruti, instead of taking the paneer, opened her mouth. Saurabh happily put that paneer in her mouth. Ruchi and I were a bit jealous, but we smiled.I took her whiskey glass and offered her, which she took.
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