" If you're so strong, then why are you even bothering to call me?" It was my Dad's idea. I wanted to call you to try to make an appointment for our a...counting people to come down and go over your books, with the idea of trying to buy you out without us having to get into a price war over grabbing market share. My Dad said you have a family business, just like ours. He said it was more than just a company to you and your family, and, because of that, you probably wouldn't agree to sell. He. I’m just a normal human being, just how a normal Indian will be (Neither ugly nor Handsome).Feedbacks are welcome on my email and if anybody needs to share personal talks and feel relieved email me on The heroine of the story (real life) is Pooja. Married and living with her kids. She moved far away after this incident.Please forgive me if there are any mistakes.Coming back to the story,After walking away from Pooja’s house, I was feeling weird to go back to her place.Two months later, I. In the language of the time, it was possible to make such words not only represent their meaning, but also actually do what they reflect. However, it must be said with spirit, with meaning, or it will only be another set of syllables.In short, the game thrums with magic.The game…The game itself is simple: roll the dice and move your piece, face the consequences of your roll. Above all, DO NOT CHEAT. The game does not appreciate cheaters of any sort, and deals with them very… creatively.However,. He felt her hymen give way, and slid all the way into her. She cried out, and clawed at his shoulders, but relaxed almost immediately when she realized that it had been done."Are you okay?" Robert asked, the guilt taking over once again."Yeah," she whispered, nodding.Robert pulled back out and raised himself up, looking between their legs. A small smear of blood was on his penis, and more was already dripping from her onto the bedspread."Oh my god, your sheets," he said in alarm.She stopped him.