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Originally posted by: Ashu25

Swati...Dont ever say that!!! Nisha will come back...I just hope she is writing one

Originally posted by: swathi1990

Its almost 12 for her re... I am really doubtfull..

I guess she usually uploads

Its almost 12:15 for her now (We have 3 hr difference if Iam not wrong..) So I dont hope anymore today... Going to read the pasta part alone once more and sleep hoping good dreams 😆

Originally posted by: SAKIV-RAM

I guess she usually uploads

between 10-11 IST.

I don't know exactly

Originally posted by: Ashu25

that was before Vikas..now US has this stupid DST adopted where in their countries shift their clocks an hour faster to save energy. I am sure she must have retired by now.😭

A quote I found defining II's current status 😭

What do you do?

They cleaned the hallway and kitchen together later... she wore cotton jammies in green with boats and umbrellas on em with a noodle strap green blouse
He wore cotton pants in blue and a grey Gap tee...
He left her alone after soaking her when she begged him "Its probably not the greatest idea to shower with me.
Understanding her discomfort he stepped out and showered in the other bathroom... they scrubbed the kitchen floor together

"Do u have a landlord?' she asked softly

"U are talking to him" he chuckled

"I am really sorry" she apologized for provoking him
They exchanged a quiet intense look and went about doing their thing, he cooked and chopped again, she cleaned, she didnt care for housework or cooking, but this was a disaster that had her name on it

She used lotions and polish from under the sink and cleaned the dishwasher facade.. it was stained with red spots...

They ate close to 5 ish, he had grilled chicken on his pasta with white sauce hers red sauce was made from scratch with sauted veggies

He offered her the wine he drank, she sipped first finding it not bitter she opted for a glass, sipped and realized it hurt her more when she drank MSing
She gently left her glass unfinished

He picked it up and drank it

"Do u want to go to a Doc?" he asked

"No... no... absolutely not... I am fine" "there is no cure" she giggled "atleast for the temper tantrums"
she said chasing a slice of zucchini with her fork
"If there is for the pain, we should go" he said

She shook her head furiously...
Unable to speak... embarrassed... confused... never having discussed cycles with a guy before


They ate at the kitchen table...

"Does meat bother you?" he asked

"Umm... no... no it doesnt" she said shaking her head too much

He smiled his half smile and wondered if she said that because she wanted to continue eating with him??

"U are a great cook" she said softly... there was even bread he had warmed up sliced and placed a bowl of olive oil and roasted garlic

"Thanks" he said looking at her directly

"I dont think I can cook like you, or do so many things like you" she admitted
He served her more pasta, got up to get chocolate cake from the frig

"THAT looks so so good", she followed him to the frig, she watched where he set it

"i dont know if I should eat" she said

"Its like I won a game show and the first prize was a a cute guy cooking for me and serving me dessert" she laughed hysterically

"I cant just be cute" he approached her menacingly

"Tall?" she asked

He shrugged in negative...
"Lots of hair?" she asked

"The word I was looking for is HOT" he said

"sabko hot to thodi na keh sakti hoon" she winked laughing

He placed his hand on her belly and let his fingers go under her jammies

"I am sorry... no... no... not here..." she leaned on him...
He set the knife by her on the counter and gathered her in his arms

"U have bragging rights" she muttered

"U cook great, u know the right wine pairing, ur pasta sauce is the best, Ishita Iyer's first/every orgasm is because of you, your
salad dressing is tangy and sweet" she embedded her declaration between praise for Italian food

He felt her face heat up, and her body tremble... "I thought she was no longer an Iyer" he pointed out

"Oh ya! and that too" she smiled

"u can gloat to your guy friends, a 27? 28? year old in 2014 got her first because of you" she giggled

He held her face and looked at her "If u will allow me to kiss you to shut u up, I might do that" he said jaw clenching

"U taste like chicken" she groaned dodging his lips

"Good payback" he said fiercely ...for accusing him of sharing intimate thing with his guy friends

They clung to each other...

"You owe me a present today" he said

"Kyon?" she asked stiffening

"A month after Valentine's March 14th is Steak & Blow j-- day" "Its like payback for dudes, u cook steak and" she clawed his back yanking him off her

He laughed on her heartily as she fought him... "U could cook soy steak" he offered alternatives

"ya and I am willing do the bj on the blow up toy Sam gave me for Bachelorette Party, sure... works for me" she hissed

"Doesnt take away the fact that u are extremely talented" she said smiling admiringly

"Ive lived by myself almost half my life II" he said

"U learned to cook?" she asked

"In summer @ CMU... and experimented on Ma, or Sam or Manny, whoever would visit"

"Were you a frat boy?" "Is that right way to say it?" she asked
He wiped off the knife sucking his thumb... her eyes followed the path, and then quickly bent down to her plate, he dipped his thumb in chocolate icing and placed it under her face
"U are insane" she shook her head

He applied it like lipstick on her lips... she sucked the gooey chocolate off, catching a drop on her fingers, he lifted her hand and sucked off her fingers
"Like this" he laughed

She gently darted her tongue out, and swept... once... twice...
"U are going to do exactly what I did for u" he ordered

And she relented... he groaned and sat down by her

She ate a few bites of her cake quietly as his phone rang, he ate off her plate,
and she cleaned up, and changed into a AE summer dress and wore her white thongs, she was sleepy and tired but couldnt pass up Eiffel
She wandered the living room balcony as he finished his call in the second bedroom/study

"U like flowers?" she asked smiling

He shrugged carelessly... smiling "the housekeeper picks them"

"I see orange orange, purple and blue... "It shud be alternate" "Atleast mere opinion mein"
"Change it" he said

"Main?" she asked

He nodded...

"What do u do when u are by yourself?" she asked leaning on the balcony

"U know" he said

"Read??!!" she said, drawing a half smile

"What do u do?" he asked

"U know" she said

"Sing??!!" he said "shaayad" she said but smiled
Something silent and unspoken passed between the two when their gaze met...

He went in and she followed him... as they walked out... locking up to go see Eiffel🤗

my guess right

Fascinating updates Nisha.
What difference of lifestyle for the dude between India and Paris. In India all he has to do is text and stuff would be before him in minutes. In paris he is making his own Pasta from scratch .Love the way how you keep these small things in perspective👏. It shows he can adapt himself to any lifestyle which is a quality of jet setters and back packers.
I can understand IIs feelings about Raman's past affairs. For a girl who is not into casual sex, it will be difficult to digest the living in affairs . She is still confused as to why she was drawn to him inspite of that very big flaw . She was ready to go all the way with him even before marriage.
She cannot stop thinking about his past neither can she give him up. She is going through the internal struggle between her values and her desires.
But I feel she should not be talking about his past affairs with him unless she encounters them explicitly. He should definitely know that his past bothers her a lot but wish to see that happening in a more subtle way.