We continued the walk back hugging and cuddling. We reached the hotel and entered her room. Something was waiting to happen. The atmosphere in her roo... was heating up. There was sexual tension in the air. It was almost as if I could reach out and feel it. She turned the lights dim, played some soft music and ignited some scented candles. Ohh my, I wanted to pounce on her, but somehow kept my composure. Then she slowly turned towards me, looked into my eyes.I brought her lips close to mine and. Things that happen to him will somehow become your fault. I don’t really understand why people react that way, but often, not always, they do. I think it has something to do with each person’s ability to be responsible – either they’re responsible for what happens to them, or you are.”“God, that’s wicked!” Jolene exclaimed, understanding a little better. “It’s possible, I suppose, that what you said could be what’s been happening in my district. I’ve been too lenient. ‘Unfairly’ so, so it. Please do mail me at an So without wasting much of time let’s get to the story as I was an earlier writer in ISS I wrote my stories of my childhood, my School Times, my Collage time (PUC) etc. Now It’s all about later experience after I shifted to Bangalore for my Engg after I got a seat in topmost collage in Bangalore I was in search of room because of they were no vacant seats in collage hostel so I called a broker to find a room to stay. So here it begins I called the broker (ph. _no was. “Now is not the time.““Actually while your demon lover is distracted is the perfect time for you and me to talk.““Beauty is not the enemy here. If anyone is, it’s you.““I never claimed that she was the enemy, but allow me to offer a word of warning. Long ago, humans could not accept responsibility for the evil they did to each other. It must be, they decided, the fault of outside forces. Thus, demons came to exist to represent the many evils humans were, and continue to be, tempted and driven.