I need to complete writing this before 9.00 tonight, for another cool feeling. 28th July 2006, Friday, 1.45 PM. It was hot summer day. I was so tired ...f summer. I could hardly stay inside. So I came out of the room to my cool balcony. There is a mango tree which gives cool shade on the balcony through out the year. I stood there and enjoyed the cool breeze flowing from the lake in front. Suddenly, my eyes were caught at my neighbor’s window. There stays the heroine of my dreams Neena, a married. She had been scared by the other faces, she was running from them, but then the same being was beside her with David’s face. Was it really David? They both arrived early neither forgetting their eerie dreams. David saw Shasta first and shook his head as he watched her in a new light. The images of his dream filled his mind and he saw Shasta on his lap teasing him not with words but with the touch of her finger tip. Shasta checked her mail box and his eyes were glued on her as he imagined what. They formed a curving hourglass, so wide that he doubted whether his fingers would meet if he wrapped his arms around her.Whoever had sculpted her had included even the most minute details, not neglecting a smooth mound of Venus that was flanked by her pelvic bones, which rose subtly from beneath her skin. Her stout thighs were about as thick around as his torso, so packed with muscle that he could see the dimples, yet sheathed in what looked like a layer of fat. His eyes told him that it would. Tho maine “ha” keh diya aur woh shock ho gayi.Use kuch samaj nahi padh raha tha.Maine kaha mera mann he ki me use bhi chodu.Maine pucha “kya tum meri madad kar sakhti ho uske saath chudai karne me” Tho woh lasne lagi aur kaha ki me “koshish karungi”.Maine bola thoda jaldi karna.Mujhe usse baat karni padegi.Maine bola “ab baat karle ghar me koi nahi he”.Tho usne bola ek baar mujhe aachi tara chod phir baat karti hu.Tho maine use kariban aadhi ghanta tak choda aur phir humne kapade phene aur hall.