‘Megan!’ I called again, this time only a few feet behind her. I walked up beside her and tried to grab her hand. She looked straight ahead, her e...es streaming tears. I loved her. I wanted her to be okay. ‘It’s okay, Megan, it’s okay. Don’t worry about him,’ I said. ‘What is wrong with me?’ she said, her voice breaking up, close to incoherent. ‘Why does he treat me like this? I thought he liked me…’ She trailed off because she began sobbing. She was still moving forward, but at a much slower. He had a great time for a while off that! I don't know what Steve was thinking on the way down but I was hoping for three huge bags of weed! We got to the first bag and untied it. There were bras, panties, dresses, skirts, hose and all kinds of other women's clothing. We opened the other two bags and one had lots more women's clothes while the third had shoes, make up, wigs, and at the bottom were dildos, butt plugs, anal beads and some other sex toys. I’ve since come to realize it was a cross. .I am hardcore fan of Indian sex stories and read almost all stories here so today I thought to submit one of my story here. As I am writing for the first time so please bare with me in case of any mistake.Coming to the story its about for of us lets keep the name as Raj (me) my girlfriend Sonia her friend swati and her bf Rahul. We all four were flatmate and use to stay as couple in 2 bhk . We all were working in it company and we were good friends apart from being coupleEven though I was. You don’t need to worry about it.”Technically I told her the truth. If speaking with a godess isn’t prayer, then what is? But she didn’t look exactly happy with my answer, which made sense, who would run like a madman into Death’s realm and then pray for a few minutes before leaving? I’ve always said this about Cathy. She’s a sharp cookie even though her imagination leaves a lot to be desired.“Where are we going now?” I asked.“Nowhere till morning. Once the sun rises and people start moving.