Meri ek gf hai jiska naam hai riya (name changed).wo kolkata se kuch 200 km dur ki rehne wali hai (name not given).n wo orissa me padti hai.woh kaafi ...undar dikhti hai.uski figure dekhkr koi bhi pagal ho jaye,itz 34 28 34…meri mulakat usse ek social networking site k through hui thi.kuch hi dino me hum bohot ache dost ban gye n phr dhire dhire woh dosti pyaar me badal gyi.woh jab b orissa jati thi merese kolkata me mil kr jaya krti thi kyunki uska train kolkata se hota tha.Hum log phone pr sab. "Obviously, I shall have to change this letter now to note the peace between our country and your sister's..." Courtney!" Yes, your sister and I are engaged in a very strange correspondence. I last wrote her in July when I was promised to Sir Edward. I very meekly expressed regret that she would be my sister no more. Yes, please laugh all you like, James." Your pardon, madam." She evidently received my letter in October," Caroline continued, "and wrote immediately to wish me well and assure me. "Plus, don't guys like big boobs?" Well, yeah, kind of," I said. "But not those fake ones. I prefer natural tits, even if they're small." Well no one else seems to like them," she pouted."No offense, Alyssa, but you don't even really have small boobs yet. More like a flat chest!"She didn't reply."That's not all that's fake though. The way they're moaning sounds like a bad porno. Not realistic." I got up to grab a beer from the fridge, and she paused the movie.As I walked out of the den I heard. I had Jason Tanser asking me if I would be his girl friend. But instead of going into the eighth grade with a best friend and a boy friend, I found myself miles from home and going in as the new kid. I knew I was in trouble the moment I saw Justin unpack the water guns. His eyes locked on mine and his mouth lifted in the corner to form a little smirk. The same smirk, I’m sure, that had all the teacher at our old middle school shaking in their boots. I dropped the box of nicknacks that I was.