As for why he needs Maria alive, I’m thinking a forced marriage to solidify his position and gain legitimacy.“After a sufficiently bloody conflict...to satisfy appearances, he’ll reach a peace accord with Igazi that involves recognizing the warlord’s claim to Uongo. Our allies and the UN fall in line just to stop further bloodshed; hell, he probably comes away with a Nobel Peace Prize on top of it all, and everyone gets what they want. Except me and Maria, of course. Oh, and Stavro. You met him. Main :- seema jaldi karo mujhe nahana hain aur collage bhi jana hain. Seema :- ati hoon. Thodi der ke baad seema bathroom se bahar aa gayi. Hamara bathroom attach the. Seema kewal towel lappet kar bahar aa gayi main bed ke niche ja kar chip gaya. Seema ne pahle dor lock kiya aur phir apna towel nikal kar glass ke samne naggi aa kar khadi ho gayi. Main bed ke niche se sab dekh raha tha. Seema ne apni bodi par deo aur powder lagaya aur kewal mexi pahan li. Aur kitchen main ja kar khana bana re. And you wonder what chance encounter brought you to this place at this time and then you remember that some things just happen.This is the story of one thing that happened to me. That's just what happens, sometimes.I was sitting on a park bench reading a paperback. I love to read. Always have. It was a late summer evening, and the breeze from the Charles River was blowing gently, just enough to keep the muggy May air a little cool. The riverbanks weren't crowded, the occasional rollerblade. I quickly got on a rowing machine in the corner where I could watch the exchange from the distance. They started talking and soon they were laughing. I could see Chloe touching his arm. She was in full flirting mode. I scrutinized Paul. He was funny and engaging and I swear the bulge in his sweat shorts got bigger and bigger. They talked for a while, and then Chloe left. Paul walked up to me."Are you sure you are okay with this. Chloe just asked me to meet her at her car." Go ahead and enjoy.