I open up my email and pretend not to notice his presence. A grin crosses my face when I see that my new online friend has sent me a new recording. It...is number seven in a series of recordings that have made me almost crazy. The recordings had started out innocently enough as I found out about his accent and wanted to hear his voice. They, soon afterwards, turned into a series of stories that featured me being sexually satisfied by him and a friend of his. I quickly open up the recording and. " You shouldn't! I'm serious!" Yeah?" Yeah. But you regret it," he told her suddenly, admitting it to himself."Well, I wouldn't say I regret it regret it... I mean, I wish it wasn't like that. I was drunk, and on the rebound, you know? So I wish that could have been different... " Yeah, I know." You regret it though?" Regret it?" he asked in amazement. "It was the best fucking night of my life!" he told her, laughing."Matt! Really?" she asked, flattered."Uh, yeah." He added seriously, "But I. Her husband name HARPREET Singh is a good business man deal in cloth he is about 31 yr old. For his business purpose he came to home very rarely. He is my friend from my 6th yr age. He is a divorced man and His 2nd marriage held on September 2005. Unfortunately I was not able to attend his marriage because I am on tour for industrial training which is one my education part of my B. Tech in electronics Engg. When I come to my home station I come to know he married a very beautiful girl she looks. "Hello, Jason," Amanda said, again entertaining me with the formality ofher words and the commonness of her accent."One week down," I say, trying to tease a smile from the normally-stoicgirl. "What do you have planned for the weekend?" I plan to work on my course," Amanda replied. "It shall be a welcomedistraction from my family." Of course," I whispered- even after a few days, I knew better than toquestion Amanda over her attitude toward her family. "I'm planning ondoing the same... Do you,.