It was a room which was Harvey in his natural setting. It reflected his character and his philosophy towards life. All around him were objects that sh...wed his interests. The paintings, his golfing trophies and books that had particular value for him.He had seen the room gradually change in character over the years and as Harvey had grown older. The change in his interests. Harvey loved this factory. It was something that he had created; it represented his life work and the people who worked for. Woh sunday ka din tha toh sab log ghar pr hii the.Mujhko pehele tohda shak hua kyoki humme se kisi ne bhi electritian ko nahi bulaya tha phir bhi maine gate khol kr puch liya kii bhaiyaa ne bulaya hai kya??Ussne mere gate kholte hii mujhko pakad liya aur mere sur par goli rakh dii mere saare ghar wale darr gye aur uski baat sunne lage usne bola kii saare niiche khadi white van maine jaa kr baith jaoo. Uske sath khade aadmi nee sabki checking kii aur phone purse sab le liye pr jab mera number. "It’s hard to say," Gregg responded, not keen to surrender his inscrutability whatever the cause. It wasn’t so long ago he was a geeky teenager rather than a criminal mastermind and he hadn’t quite got used to the transition."Sorry," she said, holding out a hand. "That was rude of me. "I’m Victoria Leon." Gregg Gillstrom," Gregg replied shaking her hand. "Have you known our hosts long?" No," she replied. "I’ve only been in the city since the weekend and I’m really here because of friends of. “Does that little remark and that blush - mean that both of you decided to have some sexy fun on prom night?” I knew there was a secret in there and I wanted to hear it. I was getting excited as we talked and I could see her nipples getting bigger and bigger as she swung her leg she had hiked up on the corner of my desk.“Yes, we had been planning for over a year to double date on prom night. We had already hand picked who we were going to have that date with, too. We didn’t want the macho boys.