.. and I fantasize about you coming to Chicago and me meeting you at O’Hare and you smiling that special smile of yours and then walking up to me an... throwing your arms around me and kissing me...”More tears threatened and her throat was so constricted she couldn’t speak.“Natalie?”“Yes?”“I’m sorry. Can we still be friends?”She composed herself enough to reply, “Brendon, I want to come to Chicago ... and have you meet me at the airport and when I see you I’ll run up to you and give you the. We usually play indoor games like chess and caroms in the evenings. Me and Deepa always pairs in any game.Deepa was plump and her looks were also not good. She has a good rack and her butts were bubble butts (these terms I came to know recently after the internet bloom). She used to hold me and speak to me as elder sister and many a times I used to call her akka (sister). It was afternoon and our school was on holiday as one of the student died in accident and I was alone in the house and deepa. I interrupted him."I'm not Thracian, and I have neither father nor brother who fought at Troy." Oh? Then who are you girl? We don't take well to lies. Speak!"Still sitting, gazing into the fire, I spoke."Forgive the lie. I will tell you who I am. There is no shame in it, no shame at all. My aunt fought at Troy. Penthesilia, cut down by Achilles, I'm of her blood. I'm Donjeta, daughter of Queen Antiope, a child of the steppe, a horsewoman, a warrior maiden who worships bloody death -- a princess. I called my friend and asked him to book two tickets for the movie and asked him to try for corner seats he asked,” why machi you are going with your mom na?” i said she doesn’t like disturbance da so plz book da” he also booked and called me and said it’s all done.At 3pm i was ready because it takes 20 minutes to travel i already asked her to wear chudidhar which i bought for her two years before . At that time she doesn’t listen to me but now i am her husband na she should listen. ” how is.