Kindly mail your responses at so that I can write more stories in a way you like.Coming to the story, I regularly used to chat with my sister in U.S..... over the net in yahoo messenger. One day while I was in a chat room in yahoo I saw a name called archana and immediately I messaged her. I immediately got reply from her that she was a 24 years old and from Bangalore. I replied her saying that I too leave in the same town. After a few regular questions I asked her whether she is interested in. Tears dripped from his eyes as he stumbled up the steps to the cold, lifeless home that had once know love and joy.As Angela took her father’s keys to open the door, she looked towards her husband. “Bob, I can’t leave Dad alone tonight,” she said. “Just go on home and you can come get me after breakfast tomorrow.”“Angel, don’t you fret so much,” her father insisted. “I’ll be fine and if I’m not I’ll just give up and fix it so I can go on up to heaven to be with Beth.”Angela’s husband took. Main jaldi se tayar hoke niche aa gaya. Maine kurta pajama pehna tha, aur fir tv dekhne laga.Karib 1 ghante baad bua tayar hoke bahar nikli room se, to main dekhta hi reh gaya. Woh lehenga pehne hue thi. Unhone apni jewellery bhi pehni thi pura, aur acche se makeup kiye hue thi. Kya lag rahi thi woh.Mann to kiya ki abhi chod du pakad ke fir laga kuch hi time ki to baat hai. Mere pass ake bua boliBua – Kaisi lagi rahi hu main?Main – Ek dum katil, itni hot aur sexy lag rahi hi ki buddhe ka bhi. But like Romeo before him Paul had found the woman of his dreams and believe if he let her go he would never find another like her…..and lets skip over the part about Romeo and Juliet both dying at the end, this is erotica for god sake, not bloody les miserables.Our story starts, as said before, in America. In a small diner called Big Joes, or Big Johns or big something with a J, the name isn’t important to the story. Paul was sitting down to a full breakfast: 3 eggs, 5 rashers of bacon, some.