"Hello Nova city!" She called out as the announcer handed her the microphone. "How are ya'll doing today!?" She asked, garnering a new round of applau...e and cheering from the assembled people."We are here today to celebrate someone very special. Someone who has lead the way for women everywhere, and been a great personal inspiration for myself. I'm speaking of course, of our own scarlet starlet!" The roar of support that came from the crowd was deafening, and it seemed like it never wanted to. The story which i m going to tell is a real chatting texts from a much known web site. I m talking to a stranger from Kanpur and I’m desperate to share my genuine problem as he is a stranger (Abhishek) as I later found his name. So here it goes.Stranger: hiMe: hey kaise ho? Stranger: mast hai ap bataoStranger: n happy deewaliMe: oh belated happy bhai doojStranger: hmmmmStranger: sahi hai broStranger: to ap kahan se ho?Me: I’m not your bro by the way yoo seem to be very haara hua typesStranger:. I started massaging her breasts through the fabric. This time everybody noticed what I was doing. Mrs. Lawson kept her eyes on paper but it didn’t help this time. The boy behind her noticed me touching her boobs, so he peeled her skirt up and started massaging her ass cheeks. A couple more boys joined in. But before the situation got too out of control, Mrs. Lawson quickly retreated back to her desk and got the class to calm down with threats of detention.I couldn’t take it anymore; Mrs. Lawson. He stopped to look at me and then hugged me tightly whispering in my ears, “I have missed you all these years, I don’t want to miss you anymore darling”.His words bought unknown tears of happiness to my eyes of being with the love of my life. The sudden realization that I loved him made me hug him tightly while a few drops dampened my cheeks.He understood my emotions as he broke the hug and found me crying, he wiped out the tears and pecking my cheeks he said, “Don’t darling our crying days are.