Sab se pehle to me ISS ko thanks kehna chahunga jisne meri story post ki aur unn logo ki bhi thanks bolna chahunga jisne muje mail kiye aur fb pe repl... diya. Thanks to all.Jo muje nahi jante use me apna intro de deta hu..Hiii I am aryan from rajkot(gujarat). Me dikhne achha hu, 22 year ka hu aur jim me jane ki vajah se achhi body bhi he meri. Jisko muje contact kar na ho vo kar sakte he. Mail me on aur ap log muje facebook pe bhi mil sakte he just search kare me mil jaunga.Jese ki pehli story. Speaking of which… Maybe I’ll get lucky and find some poor bastard that’ll find interest in me and give me what I want – more like what I need… am I really admitting this right now? Maybe that one guy who has been frequenting the café lately will fill my current void… That’s if I can quit being a rambling idiot long enough to seem like I know what the fuck I’m talking about every time I open my mouth… Okay, okay, I’ll do something productive other than just rambling away like I am right now. *. "I really miss you," she added."That's what the costume is for," she said, "I've got a little surprise for you later" I'll bet," I said smiling, "I've got one for you too." Ooh, is it a dirty surprise?" she asked."No, it's pretty straight forward and serious," I said."You're no fun," she said as she buttoned her coat and left the room. I went next door and knocked on the door telling Tracy that I was there to pick up Amber. Amber was a little doll and you could tell that someday she'd be a. "But what?" snapped the thoroughly exasperated Professor."It's ... it's the President who wants to speak with you," she finally managed to say."The President? Of the University?" The disbelief was evident in Sharon's voice, for the President never concerned himself with any of the internal workings of the University, leaving that to the Board of Deans."N-no ... of the United States," she stammered, "I never spoke to ... before ... ever." Oh, tell her I'll call her back after this meeting is.