Leaning forward at all made it hard to breathe. She could barely turn her head from side to side.He had left her there, alone, under the flicker of w...n incandescent lights. They had never had the budget to redo this basement, which served as a sort of makeshift storage room for the Embassy. Upstairs there were new tile floors and florescent lighting, but here the floors were still the original stone pavers, and the only lighting came from bare incandescent bulbs stuck in the ceiling behind. So I became desperate. I live in the same neighborhood my parents live. Actually they chose my husband as they saw him from childhood. They thought this “good boy” will make their daughter happy. I am happy from other sides. But the most important happiness was not for me. My parents-in-law live in another city with their one daughter. I live with my husband Biswajit and my little kid, who is 5. After about 2 years of my marriage, one day I was out of home. When I came back, I found the main. HUM WHATSAPP par chat karne lage daily rat me late nyt chats. Dhere dhere I like her.i have no gf and jesa usne bataya tha ki uska bhi koi bf nahi hai .One day I propose her but she said mujhe abhi thoda time do sochne ki liye.Fir ek din usne ha bol diya.yahan se hamri love life start huyi. We start kissing each other meri koi galat intension nahi thi because me usko bahut pyar karta tha vo thi bhi bahut sudar.hum bvahut time sath me spend karne lage. Every weekend we outing. One day Saturday. I'm not sure exactly what she meant but after four years of office clothes and fancy hairstyles, perhaps blue jeans would be a fun change on her 5 foot tall frame.The day before our trip started we packed everything so we could get an early start. The next morning just before we left, Becky told me to wait down in the car for her. It was 6:00 am in the morning and I was eager to get started. After about twenty minutes Becky came bouncing out of the house and jumped in the car with me. At first.