"A purplish fog began to gather near the entrance to the doghouse.Before Marigold could grab it, the iridescent cloud moved out of reach, expanding ra...idly until it occupied much of the yard. Its edges, sides and points were simultaneously defined--a distinct triangular shape."So? What's that?" demanded Marigold."It's the Bermuda Triangle," replied the doghouse. Marigold's doubt diminished in directly inverse proportion to the size of the ever-enlarging shape. Now it covered the entire. She squeezed the novice woman’s arm.“Just look at the pleasure on their faces ... see how they found utter sexual contentment in meeting their deaths at the hand of womanhood.” Beryl looked down at the three faces, each showing the serene satisfaction of having experienced the blissful epitome of masochism, having her lick her lips.“Ohhhh, they look so content ... and I can’t wait to see the show offered by the truly deserving three.” Agnes admired her appetite for it, and pulled her toward the. After that, we chatting frequently as we both were working on the same shift and our homes only 2 km away. During Diwali season, there was a celebration in our office and everyone were dressed up nicely.She came wearing a Salwar with a collar and some chamki works. Oh man. She was damn beautiful. I kept staring at her all day and she too noticed that which I wasn’t aware at that time. On the next day, I had some personal work and started to the office later than usual. So I went to the bus. ’ ‘He’s patient and it’s hard to get him angry. But what I like best is the way he makes me feel about myself. He treats me like I’m a so much better person than I think I am. ‘Sometimes I think I don’t deserve it, but he doesn’t agree.’ ‘I think you do love him. I heard something special in your voice when you said that about him.’ I laughed. ‘You could be right. It would sound special because he is special.’ ‘Oooh. Now you’re getting mushy. So what do I do to get a guy?’ ‘You’re fifteen.’ ‘We.