‘So be it.’ He turns to his left and walks across the room to a small panel inset in the wall. He places his face against it, putting his eye to a...scanner. After a moment, and with a colossal rumble, all three portals begin to roll open, almost too slowly to observe. I can feel the vibrations through my heels and through the chair. Minutes pass as the proctor stands still, staring into the scanner, waiting on cycle to complete. Finally, the barriers have rolled completely into the surprisingly. So she used to call my bro up and ask about the puja plans each day ... ( actually didnt want to take the number on the first day ... )n then didnt get the right moment to ask.. my bro used to prompt everyday ask for the number .. i used to say time is not right ... i spent almost an hour on the days of puja .. to look good just for her .. had to impress the angel :D :P ..on navami i finally asked for her number she gave it to me .. so started our sms chatting ...we even planned for a movie... I did have a couple of regulars though, Maggs, Paula's ex Mother in Law and an Indian lady called Kay who lives in London. I was still in regular contact with Jan in Harrogate and Mary and Yvonne in Edinburgh, though with them, I was only on a 'promise' as and when I was in their areas. As for Maggs and Kay, they lived much closer to home as it were and often enjoyed a Friday afternoon delight session with me in a fairly anonymous cheap hotel near the Dartford Crossing. There were a few others. Tabhi me samajh gaya tha ki kuch toh hoga uske saath aur me uske jyada karib aabe laga… Ek din mene kaha ki agar me tmhara bf hota toh bohut pyaar karta tumse aur m kabhi jhagra nahi karta..Kyun ki tum bohut acchi aur sundar ho.. Wo meri taraf dekh kar hasi..Ek din usne mujhe apne ghar par bulaya uski dost ki note book dene k liye… Me pohuch gaya 1 hr baad.. Us waqt uske ghar par wo uski maa thi… Me uske ghar par thodi der betha aur aunty ji khane k liye kuch lekar aayi aur riya aur me dono.