Kaise hai aap sab. Main viajy manhotra, ISS ki stories bahut saalo se padh raha hu. Aaj main yaha apni dusri sachi story aapke samne pesh kar raha hu....Meri pheli story “Apni BUA ko choda apne hi ghar mai” k bahut saare mail or feedback aaye. Un maise kuch mails auntiyo or kuch ladkiyo k the. Muje aap sab ka pyar dekh k acha laga or is pyar ne hi muje apni dursi story likne pe majbur kar diya. Mere or meri bua k bare mai to aap sab jante hi h, so jyada time waste na karte hue mai sidha story pe. Chatting on line with Joe, I mentioned to Joe that I would be attending a conference in New York City. He told me to hang on, and was gone for what seemed like forever! Apparently, he had been looking at his calendar and, amazingly, he could arrange to be in New York at the same time. Wonderful! We could really meet – at last! However, after the natural elation, I had second thoughts: Did we really want to do this? Did this have the potential for disaster written all over it? The conference. He was pleasant enough but he was very flirty especially with Donna. The time had got to 10pm and we decided to go upstairs, as we stood to leave Aron said "We're you going?" and I said "Upstairs" and he smiled at Donna, and I knew what she was thinking, she said to him "Come with us if you want", so he followed us up. When we opened the door of our room and went in Aron came in and sat on the bed, Donna went in the bathroom, and he smiled at me.When Donna came out she sat on the bed and Aron. "Don't worry," I said, all breezy. Like I'd just stopped by Chupadero fora bag of chips and a Coke. "You'll never hear from me again."Then I walked out of there, determined not to turn back, even if shecalled out to me, which, of course, she didn't. I was going to keepwalking, even if she changed her mind and ran up and tried to stop me,which she didn't, even if she apologized, hugged me to her chest, weepingthe way I'm ashamed to admit I still hoped she would right up to the veryend when it.