She was the good fairy who had to be guarded and protected from the evils that surrounded her; the grotesque trolls disguised as sympathetic therapist... and the fiendish gnomes who pretended to be caring doctors.For her he became prince charming, her noble hero; her protecting knight, the courageous Cal, the champion who gave her hope, the determination to persevere, to go on.They lived in a frail little world of make believe. It was bounded by an old bed, a cluttered kitchen, a dirty sofa, a. It was around 9:00 and I was planning to finish the beer and then move to the hotel room for I was tired by the day’s work.Then came a lady of around 40 and sat on the table right in front of me she was very beautiful and I was just admiring her looks and figure and was continuously staring at her. She too was looking at me at a regular. After about 10-15 minutes I called the waiter and asked for my bill and then paid the bill and was about to leave. She looked at me and then called me near. I am a working guy from Pondicherry. Basically, I am from North India but I am working in a south Indian company, so placed here only. This is an encounter happened to me when I was 27 yrs, 5ft 7 inches male with a good look and all common hobbies. My job requires lot of travelling in south Indian cities. So during a short period of time, I came to know about many cities of South India.But I never had any experience before this incident, which I am going to state here. This is a real true story. The rider turned and rode out of the circle giving a shout that carried across the field. Sid watched the action, but didn't say a word.Fred said, "That's a good way to get killed." The risk is high, but the rewards are great," Connor said. "That man stands a good chance of becoming a leader in the Clan. He may become Captain of the Guard at the Rider Citadel some day. There are lots of positions within the Clan that require men of skill and character." Trail by combat," Sid said watching while.