Guys please stay away… :P :PSo here I start:Am Rahul(name changed) and am 19 yrs of age and am from Delhi. This event not only changed me but also e...erything around me. My girlfriend(now she prefer me calling her mistress) rashi(name changed) changed me. She is 20 yrs old and my senior. In the same college. We met in the library wherein we bumped into each other and it was *love @ first sight* in my case and I started following her. Well she was one hell of an angel and she was around 5’6 and. She giggled and said, “You keep this up and I’m gonna have spend the night with you.” “Pfft I can barely last ten minutes with you. How do you expect me to last a night?” “You let me worry about that.” She smirked. I chuckled but my comeback was interrupted when the professor started describing an assignment we had to do. We didn’t talk until class ended twenty minutes later; we had another class together in half an hour. “It’s your fault I have to change so you’re coming with me.” She. Constance bent her knees and sank onto Michel, feeling him fill her as her weight settled across his hips. She would have moved, rising and falling on him, making him slide in and out, but Salvador held her steady and bent her forward until she was braced with her hands to either side of Michel’s shoulders. She felt the Moor’s dark fingers rubbing something around her bottom, some warmed and scented oil, and knew what he meant to do. Her gaze flew helplessly to Jacqueline, but there was no. There, at the shore of an ocean, bathed in brilliant bright light from many thousand floodlights, the enormous construction site of a future spaceport. Humongous machines shifting mountains of dirt, unfazed by a dense curtain of rain. Robots stomping through mud and water carrying raw materials to the containerized nanite factories who in turn fabricated Duro Crete and other things needed to complete the massive undertaking.The huge eight thousand meter Gulliver freighter could not be.