I was happy to just enjoy her company."Looks great," I said.The cafe was beautiful with reddish stone walls, exposed wooden ceiling beams and antique-...tyle tables. It was long and narrow and had a wine bar at the center with a few stools. The sunlight streamed through the large front windows.We were taken in to a table in a quiet corner. I pulled out her chair for her and sat across."Thank you," she said. "You are very polite." I was taught to treat a lady properly," I replied. "It's very. Meri age 28 hain yeh story aaj se 9 year pahele ki hain jab ambala road per p.w.d. colony ki ek ladki ne mujhe purpose kiya or maine use mana kar diya but wo mere piche padi rahi mujhe mere friends ke pressure main aa kar use accept karna pada.uske baad humari baat shuru hui us time uska figure 28,26,30 tha yani ki wo bilkul patli thi but smart thi.Main usse baat karta karta serious ho gaya or wo bhi serious thi fir kuch time ke baad humara milna shuru hua main uske hath ko masalta or kabhi. ”I was just back from my walk and sat down to my breakfast of a healthy Bran Muffin covered in not so healthy peanut butter. I was forced to drink some terrible reconstituted orange drink with it. The acid level of that fake juice was high. I drank it knowing I needed to pick up a roll of fake Tums.I drank another couple of ounces of Milk hoping to avoid the acid stomach which I expected. I checked to make sure that Mikah was in good shape after our walk, and after her breakfast. I knew that in. "Sure" I said, as I sat down for a rest of my own.Minutes later, and to my surprise, Pete's wife Sarah walked into the stable asking for Andy. She looked at me with a startle, expecting to see Andy. "Who are you" she asked with a voice combining authority and a sense of intrigue. "Becky" I replied, almost shaking with fear that I'd been caught having a break. Sarah looked me up and down, in my tight jeans and now dirty white T-shirt, and clearly liking what she saw. "You're filthy, girl".