Readers me is side ka reader jabse hu jabse mujhe chut ka nsha chda he ab me aapko apni stori batata hu bat un dino ki he jab mene nya-nya collage me ...dmission liya tha isse pahle me in sab chudai or uski bato ke bare me nahi janta tha mere sab friends blue ‘film dekhte the par mujhe in sab se nafrat thi sirf padne or khelne se matlab tha me dusri bato me bilkul dyan nahi deta tha me dikhne me bhi bhtut handsome ha hi meri life me ladkiyo ki koi kmi thi par me humesha ladkiyo se dur rahta tha,. I think I hit the right chord as she responded with another question, Why did I like her being done by other guys? I told her that I consider sex and Love as different and if a woman has sex with the consent of her husband and in husband’s presence, there is nothing wrong in it. She was really encouraged with my reply and further questioned me whether I would really not be offended with her being taken by other guys. I said no darling. I asked her if she wanted this to happen in real. I got. She was in no mood to see me. I said to myself yes I am success. This night is yours my dear. But as I was worried I went near her and sat beside her. Holding her I asked her what happened. She saw me for a second and the only word she could utter is get out. But I as if more worried took the phone from the table beside the bed and saying I will call the doctor, I began to press the numbers. But she pulled the wire of the ear piece. I placed it back and moved close to her and took her into my. As I lay there, my head tilted up on my favorite feather pillow, watching the storm clouds dance across the sky through the window that was right above the head of my bed, that same frustration still filled me. Why couldn't things come out the way I wanted? I sometimes thought that the characters in my books and stories were alive and that they mocked me at times by doing exactly what I didn't want them to do. Or saying things that were out of character and changed the whole line of the story..