Her name is Amanda, mine is John, but most of the time we are just "we". Because of our early connection, we are closer than a brother and sister, and...have our lives to show it. I never went somewhere without her, and the same was repeated for me. We told each other everything, and shared everything we had. For everyone, up until their 13th birthday, they could only speak telepathically to their bondmate, but at the age of 13, sometime before the year is up, the bond grows stronger, and powers. Then nisha came to me and said darling don’t worry Anita is my best friend and I tell her every thing, I also told her our encounter and how good ur. Her hubby wants only money and go out for 10 to 15 days once in month and he is unable to satisfy Anita. When I told her about our incident she asked me to share u with her and I said ok and I said to come today at this time. She came when I was sucking ur cock. She stood there with out knowing u as u was facing me.I said so nisha u want me to. I want some people I know in the industry to see and hear you. You deserve a record deal. I’m also being selfish, I’d like to record some of your stuff—it’s better than anything we’ve written in years. Who’s the writer, anyway?’ ‘It’s pretty much a group effort, one of us gets an idea and we sit down together and hammer it out,’ said Morris, handing the legend a couple of unlabeled CDs. ‘We’ve never really let anyone else record our stuff. We need to think about that but I’m sure we can work. A nervous energy was radiating off him. I could tell he wanted to say something, but I decided to wait until he was ready instead of pushing him. After a couple glasses of the wine, he seemed to have finally relax enough to talk.“Are you enjoying dinner?”“Yeah, this is a lovely place. We’ll have to come back sometime.”“I’d like that,” he responded, smiling.“So what was this special occasion for tonight?” I inquired.“Nothing really. I just wanted to treat you to something nice.”“Well, thank you..