Hello from Nishi and Gaja again.
It is Nishi telling of this story.
We had held a group meeting at the club when everyone was present. That was the evening most of us women got onto that game and got totally drunk. I managed to stay fairly sober and I was feeling well enough to get into a sexy night with Jeremy when we got back to where we were staying. Other women weren't so lucky and had to be almost carried out of the club.
At this meeting, it was decided that the group would split into two. One group going to the desert town where David grew up. For some reason, young Riya seemed to be pushing hard for that trip. The second group would join a trip driving to the south of Perth, visiting some wineries and then spending a few nights on Rottnest Island.
After some discussion among couples, the group, divided roughly in half. Donald took our names and went on to purchase tickets, arrange accommodation etc.
I, myself, was interested in going to see the desert. It sounded like something different, a place I had never been before. My husband Gaja, had dismissed the desert as “there is nothing there” and wanted to go to the winery and island. I wasn’t so interested in wine and I had seen similar things like beach resorts before when I had travelled with my first husband but without saying more, I was happy to accompany my husband, Gaja on that trip. I consider being with my husband was more important than where we went.
It is Nishi telling of this story.
We had held a group meeting at the club when everyone was present. That was the evening most of us women got onto that game and got totally drunk. I managed to stay fairly sober and I was feeling well enough to get into a sexy night with Jeremy when we got back to where we were staying. Other women weren't so lucky and had to be almost carried out of the club.
At this meeting, it was decided that the group would split into two. One group going to the desert town where David grew up. For some reason, young Riya seemed to be pushing hard for that trip. The second group would join a trip driving to the south of Perth, visiting some wineries and then spending a few nights on Rottnest Island.
After some discussion among couples, the group, divided roughly in half. Donald took our names and went on to purchase tickets, arrange accommodation etc.
I, myself, was interested in going to see the desert. It sounded like something different, a place I had never been before. My husband Gaja, had dismissed the desert as “there is nothing there” and wanted to go to the winery and island. I wasn’t so interested in wine and I had seen similar things like beach resorts before when I had travelled with my first husband but without saying more, I was happy to accompany my husband, Gaja on that trip. I consider being with my husband was more important than where we went.
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