As usual, she was weighted down with an armload of books. She was in a foul mood, because she had wanted Jason to help her and had attempted to call h...m several times during the morning. She would have to have a talk with him and ... what the fuck was this? So there was Jason, with that idiot friend of his Ken, standing inside a tattoo studio. She could tell by their expressions the two freshmen were seriously looking at designs, not just glancing out of curiosity.Cecilia walked into the. I screamed loudly and tilted my head back. God it had hurt and the tears started rolling again. Just at that moment the pruners cold jaws opened and got in position around my other nipple and as I screamed out a no, the situation repeated itself. A quick snap severed my nipple from my breast, leaving blood flowing from both my breasts all over my chest. Can you get that thing started? He asked his friend casually while I was screaming my lungs out in pain. His friend waved him off and told him. He had written a program that could produce songs while he was just playing around. Not just any songs though. These were very good. The input was genre (rock, country, jazz, blues, reggae), theme (love, love lost, patriotic, rebellious, and party to name a few) and instruments (too many to mention). The output was music and lyrics.Lea would play a ballet dancer who wrote songs in her spare time and was afraid to do anything with them because she thought they weren't good enough. The premise. Fir maine usko poocha-Main: Kaisa hai mera dost (tumhara husband) swabhav se etc. Aur kaise hai tumhari saas?To Gauri poori khul ke baate karne lag gayi dheere-dheere mujhse. Fir Gauri ne khoob mann bhar ke kosa uske pati ko, ki wo bahut strict tha, aur zyada sunta nahi tha. Usne kaha, ki uska pati hamesha busy hi rehta tha job mein. Fir usne apni saas ko bhi kosa.Lekin main kho gaya tha uske hontho mein aur aankhon mein. Usne ye jaan liya aur hass padi, kyuki mera dhyan kahi aur tha. Maine bhi.