"We finally decided that we'd tell the citizens to prepare for a special event in three days. We figured that would give us an opportunity to hold one...final dress rehearsal before the show. Somehow I was elected to be part of the group to make the announcement, so with Janice, Heather, David and Claire, we headed to the command post.Mike and his concubines, Michelle and Mickey were in the command post when we arrived. Michelle offered a wink as we made our way to the briefing room door. Janice. Aunty – to kya ghar me aa kar bolega .main – ha ghar par aa kar bolunga baat hi kuch aisi hai .aunty gusse me mujhe ghar k andar le leti hai . aur main haste hue ghar mai dakhil ho jata hu .aunty – kya besharmo ki tarha has raha hai bol jaldi kaam kya hai .main – waise aunty aapki umar kya hai .aunty – tujhe kya karna hai tujhe yahi jaruri kaam tha kya ? dafa ho ja mere ghar se ……..main – mujhe hi to karna hai . isliye puch raha tha ki tu mujhe zhel payegi k nahi .aunty – ( gusse me ) kya bol. To get beyond the simple expedient of being 'the boyfriend' and allowing them to see the real me, which is terrifying to contemplate.Why was that such a scary thought? Fear of rejection? Well, I should be used to that by now. Except, I always took comfort in the idea that they weren't really rejecting me, because they didn't really know the 'real' me. They were rejecting my version of 'the boyfriend'.I was slowly realizing, that playing the boyfriend was a dead end, had always been a dead end,. We kept talking for about a week. I had asked what her real intention was towards me. She said she wanted to know me properly before getting into anything serious and now she is okay with me. I had asked her to send a pic of her. She did and to my surprise, she looked very familiar and it was none other than my neighbour who had just recently moved into my apartment and I had a huge crush on her from the day I saw her. She was heavenly. She is not too tall nor short and had big boobs and ass.