It's supper time now, so I guess I'm done with that task.Now I need to see what I can do to defuse some of the plans some people have for me. Some are...good and some are bad. I need to see about those who would do me harm, one of them being Dr. Melody Sherman. It seems she is writing about me for some medical journal. She is keeping my name out of it; however, her description of me and the location she is using is very close to home as far as someone possibly pinpointing my location. I know she. .....well as it happened i had to go out of town for some work and since i was travelling alone in my car i carried my bra n panty with me. i had to go to delhi and i got free around 9 pm and i started the drive back to my place abt 3-4 hrs drive on the way ii stopped on the out skirts of Delhi on a dark road and went behind bushes and wore my bra and put soft cloth pads in it then i wore my lace panty and put my jeans back on . on top i wore my t shirt which was now tight coz of the fake. Easily.Then we feel a bit guilty but later after that she became so close to me.After that in that one week , it was like honeymoon week for us….we fuck evryday ..then after our parents came also after they sleep we used to fuck .After that i used to buy for her some sexy dress. There is a a guy who is one year older than her , her was not my close friend but we meet in cyber cafe and we talk always and smoke together . He used to come to my house and i used to go to his .And his name was Aaron. My room had always been immaculately tidy for the past few years. I'dreached an age where I'd moved on from throwing clothes and rubbish allover the place, wanting it to be easier to find things, and maturelykeeping a washing basket and rubbish bin in my bedroom.This room, though, was a tip. I looked around in the still dim light ofthe morning, and could see CDs and bits of paper all over the floor.Worse still, there were items of girl's clothing scattered around,including a denim skirt just.