A : Shivaay, take me in your arms.
Shivaay happily picked up his wife from the couch.
A : Take me to the room.
Shivaay enthusiastically walked towards their room.
A : Place me on the bed.
S : Oh God! I'm ready.
Shivaay rolled up his shirt's sleeves.
A : Good, now sweep the floor.
S : ..........
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Gratitude, Love Comrade.
