I'm not overrating the story but I still, I repeat, I still remember each and every second of that three hour session, though it's eight years that ha...e past since that encounter. Being born and raised in India, I always followed Indian culture and traditions in my life. I managed to remain a virgin till the age of 21, since Indian culture only allows you to loose your virginity to your husband.It was a normal weekend during my college life in London and I used to live with three of my friends. "I take a deep breath and try to calm down. She always does this. "Mom, you and dad are in excellent health. Neither of you have been sick in years so let's drop this talk of you two dying. Ain't going to happen anytime soon. You have an epidural during your delivery so let's drop that talk. Dad had a great job and you worked as a school teacher. We didn't sacrifice very much when I lived at home so you can stop right there. I do love you, I just am busy and don't take the time to call. For. It was probably only a couple of dozen but I knew the longer we stayed in this port, the more men would melt away into civilian territory to avoid eventual certain death on the vicious battlefields of the Civil War. Of course, we had a hard core of committed soldiers just like in every unit but some of the replacement soldiers taking the place of “draftees” for a few coins were unlikely to have any motivation to remain much longer.A group of officers got off the Union troop train and conferred. Rahul : So what? It might have happened unintentionally.Sonali: Unintentionally? My foot.He was smiling at me when he grabbed my hand.I can never forget that wicked vile smile.Rahul : Dear oh dear,forget this.It’s just a minor thing.You are creating a hill out of a mole.Sonali: Minor? Minor? He touched your wife and you are saying it minor? How could you say so?Rahul : He just somehow touched your hands.It might be a mistake dear.Sonali: No it was not.But tell me one thing. Do you really love.