TMR junior is out for the night and Mrs TMR and I have just feasted on the finest Indian cuisine in the Haweli of Belmont (only curry house open for miles around) - Mrs TMR now luxuriating in a hot scented bath, I am instructed to join in about ten minutes. Then, retire to the slumber pit, where I intend to find out other uses for the "Perfet Touch" personal massager that I also gave her
Unless, of course, the King Prawn phall takes revenge early...