It was the 4th day. She made paysam (sweet liquid form) for me. I couldn’t go for lunch that day. Had some function in college reached room late aft...r . I was very hungry Geetha had closed the door by that time because of hunger I went and knocked the door. She saw me and gave wonderful smile then went in for taking food for me. It was biriyani. I had it properly. She took some paysam for me in a bowl from fridge and bought it to me. My hands were oily. So the bowl slipped from my hand and. No, I just love you. See you later." Yeah, bye, bye."Fortunately this Friday was terribly busy at work, and before I knew it I was on my way home. The ten minute walk through the old quarter of Copenhagen was a treat every day. A little exercise, something nice to look at, and sufficient time to put the office behind me, and set my mind for family life. I really enjoyed each day when I didn't have to drive my car or ride a bus. One of the extra benefits of living in the centre of town.She was. Once she was at my house kitchen helping my mom. I’ve got the chance to see her cleavage they were awesome! From that day I started thinking about her and masturbate every night, after few days my sexual feeling for her were in peak that I wanted to have sex with her in any ways so from then I started going to her place often, she liked my company that sometimes if she feels lonely or bored she always call me for company. After two months we become very good friends that I use to take her for. He didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t just gun her down in cold blood even to save his own life – even if she was a monster.Béla raised her wings up a little ways, then let them droop back into the sand beside her, as if that were some kind of explanation.“But I am a monster,” she replied, reading his thoughts. Her eyes were starting to leak again. Jake reached out his arms to her.“Béla,” he said, tears coming to his own eyes. “You’re not a monster, and you’re not evil. If you were, one of us.