So Monday nights however, they can be interesting can’t they? No. I’m doing my usual and cleaning the bathrooms while you work at the PC. Isn’... it crazy how much we have to do outside of work to ensure we stay afloat?The light in the room seems stark as you browse the pages of your work. Your eyes begin to blur the words and you sit back to see images of our lives on your screen saver. You only turn it on to watch them, it’s comforting, relaxing almost. Back to the grind and you continue. When I reached there she was happy to see me. I told her that I have to stay for a weak as I have some business in her town. She gave me her adjacent room. At night we took our diner. Rohit stay in the down floor and I took my room adjacent to my aunt’s room and tried to sleep. While sleeping I noticed an upper window between me and my aunt’s room. By noticing this window my dirty ideas started. I got up and brought a chair and stood on it and started peeping through it. To my surprise my aunt. The tears began flowing freely as once again she was drawn like the fly to the web, not wanting to remember, not wanting to see, to feel, to hear and yet powerless to do anything except again experience that most painful and anguishing night."The movie was a bomb, Mom." Yeah, I guess not all those action-adventure shows are all they're cracked up to be."It was late. They had tried to get tickets to the earlier movie but it was sold out, so they had opted for some window shopping and the late. I wasn't sure I'd get a response as more often than not, you don't ever here back, but I figured what the hell. A few days later I was checking my email, when to my surprise - I got a response. The email was very quick and to the point. It read..." LOVED your pics - very interested - please call as asap" and then a phone number. I called the number and a very sexy woman answered. I introduced myself and explained why I was calling. The wife's name was Lorainne and she was very happy I called..