"Wow," she whispered and I nodded in agreement."Stand up, please," he said. "Lift your arms ... turn your hips to the left ... right ... bend over and...touch your toes..."Marcia did all that silently while we watched and she never took her eyes off him."Stand on one leg for me." Why?" she finally asked, smiling self-consciously as she balanced on her right foot."No reason," Dr. Yes said with a small, innocent shrug. "I just wanted to see you smile. You can put your leg down." Thanks." Marcia. 8 fair yeh un dinaon ki baat hain jab main regularly bar mein songs enjoy karne jatha tha mujhe music ka bahut shouk hain ( indian music ) and i like hindi songs beer pina uar songs suna bahut hi maza enjoy kartha tha ek din ek singer jo kolkatta ki rahni wali thi use maine friendship karli aur use maine ek mobile phone present kiya phir maine use ek black color ke saari present ki tab woh mujhe se aur bhi impress hogayee phir ek din usne mujhe apne ghar me lunch ke liye invite kiya woh itne. Don't worry I will.’ I smiled, then thought a while. Was there any hidden meaning in her response? I was useless at this shit! Did she mean that she'd have a good time, or that she'd fluster a few souls? Texts! Bleeding useless in their brevity. I dismissed the thoughts out of hand.'Getting old and paranoid boy!' I told myself.I went to the kitchen and cracked a bottle of red wine. I chose a Merlot, like I had any idea that I knew what I was doing. In reality, I’d picked it because I. This is my first story on ISS, so feedback, or simple hellos are more than welcome. You can email me at I first met Ragini when I joined my first job as a counselor at a famous school in Noida after my masters in counseling. She was a shy 19-year-old girl going through a bad phase because of a broken family. When she was 18, her mom shifted to Canada with another man whom she fell in love with and took Ragini’s brother along after divorce.Ragini chose to live with her father – a grade-A.