Mai delhi ke ek college se engineering kar raha hu, age 21. Aap sab jaante hai k engineering college mei ladkiyo ki quantity zara kam hoti hai aur jo ...ilti hai woh toh pehle se hi committed hoti hai.Ab story shuru hoti hai jab mai 2nd year mei tha . Story ki heroine ka naam hai sonia(changed). 1st year se ok-ok friends thay but she was committed. Hum dono alag alag departments se thay, same batch but uska bf mere hi dapartment se tha. 2nd year shuru hote hi unka breakup hua . And enters- the. Several made their way to the bar, and others waited to be seated. Eavesdropping on conversations seemed to be a habit with me. Apparently, this group was psychologists having some sort of convention.Why was it these people thought they had the answers? I was sure that a lot of our problems stemmed from their psychobabble. The two sitting close to me were discussing the problems of people who were "enablers".This dovetailed into the tough-love solution that these two raved about. I shook my. I didn't have a whole lot of tenderness in me. It had been longer than I care to admit since we last had sex, and my patience was failing. All I really wanted to do was bolt the door and fuck. Maybe I'd been a little too brash and that was becoming evident?Or not...She stepped into the room and dropped her bag to one side. In the next two steps, she was out of her shoes. Another step later, she'd undone her belt and jeans, dropping them to her ankles. She flipped up the tail of her shirt to. One glare and she could shrink her daughter right down to size. “Father and I will be leaving town for a week or so… I realise that it is short notice, but we will be departing today, at around 12 o clock.” Lottie couldn’t help but feel one side of her mouth lift slightly into a sly smile. Unfortunately, Patricia saw it. “No funny ideas girl,” Mrs Moore snapped, dropping her own spoon into her bowl and getting up from her chair. “You didn’t seriously think that we would leave you here all by.