"I'm home!" I called, guiding my roller bag through the doorway. I took a deep breath, savoring the scent of Stacey's candles. They littered our apart...ent since she'd moved in, but it smelled like she'd lit more of them than usual. It was a little like a cigar lounge, except it didn't make me want to cough. I inhaled deeply again, and then let my accumulated tension flow away as I exhaled."Linnea! We were just talking about you!" Stacey called from the couch. The sound of her voice made my. Several bodies came crashing back down from above causing chaos and confusion. For some of the men, this was the first concentrated firefight that they had been in.Return fire was sporadic at first, but eventually began picking up as men were able to get to the top of the embankment and prod their rifles over. What many of them found was empty woods. The firing stopped and a few of them scrambled over the top, inching forward, ready to drop at the first indication of trouble. After about a. “Well maybe. I needed a change but it’s hard to make decisions, so I figured I'd save the rent, get thrown out, and take it from there.”I must have looked shocked. “Aw, come on,” she said. “It’s not that bad. Things turn up.”“Really?”“Well, you’ve got enough room here… there’s a bed at the back and one over the cab right?”“Yeah, but…”She grinned at me. A slow devious smile wound its way over her face, throwing questions at me at the same time as solidifying into a knowing look."Where does your. But at last i have to take that as she was not leaving without taking.So what’s your name? I started.Priyanka, Priyanka kalita; yours?Bikash Sarmah. You are married?Hmm four years ago….We chatted a lot. She is a very beautiful woman. Her waist is not more than 28. I looked at her lips. They are more than just cute. They were coated with light pink color. I had a secret view on her cleavage, those perfect shape boobs are must be the center of attraction for all boys. She was wearing a blue sari.