In our side ladies don’t touch anyone other than husbands. Immediately I remembered that my mil was touching me more frequently than earlier days. S...metimes she touches my shoulder and asks if I want more rice sometimes she places her hand on my legs while I was watching TV. She did that soo smooth and subtle that I didn’t notice it at that time.I immediately send about this clues to Mathew. As he said I started modifying my routine to make a move at my Mil.I used to watch news channels after. In year 2004. I am regular reader of this side koi bhi asi story nahi hai jo maine nahi pari lekin kuch he storyes mein muje sachi lagi. Mein kuch ko mail bhi kiya par koi bhi response nahi aya. Khar choro ab mein apni story likh raha hu mere story mein 70% true hai uske places or characters name changed hai. Mein umid karta hu ke male/females sabhi muje mail kare now ab mein story start karta hu. Bat aaj se ek sal pahle May 2006 ki hai mein haryana se belong karta hu. Mein computer operater. Back in his study, Ted pretended to look at one of his books, and his computer had an open program displaying one of his lessons. In his mind, Ted saw only one thing: Emily’s face. He was no longer doubting or unsure of his path, he was fully committed to the plans he had so rapidly formed in the last few hours. He intended to enjoy this flirtation as much as he could, because it satisfied every desire he had ever felt, and it was real, not a picture in a folder on his computer. He navigated to. It was quite deadly indeed. It was actually a robot that Dr. Spy affectionately named Sing Song. Dr. Spy had built it with sensors, scanners, and detection analyzers that far surpassed Dr. Spy’s abilities on it’s own. It could detect, analyze, and find a weakness in anything. Dr. Spy had sent it to spy on Punk Rocker’s little mission. With superior x-ray thermal vision, and the ability to pick up any radio or phone signals, it had recorded and analyzed everything and reported it all back to Dr..