”He looked down, failing to find the words to convince her to escape.“And you cannot die, Dave, you have a family; you’ll be missed. I have no o...e, I can go in peace.”“What about me? Don’t you know I love you?”He was trying to take a look at her, but Rose was looking away, ashamed. She was ready to go but Dave was making it much harder for her.“Dave… Don’t...”He was trying to catch her stare, but she didn’t have the heart to look him in the eyes. It finally was catching up to her, the sadness,. I was thinking to myself, ‘ very thoughtful of the owner of the…’– my thought-train was disturbed by a “good afternoon geetha madam.” I looked up to see a nicely dressed gentleman with a pleasant smile.I nodded and got up. He said “I am shailesh. What can we do for you?” I told him “I need to stitch a blouse – in some modern style. I need to wear it for a special occasion”. He looked at me appraisingly from head to toe and remarked, “we can transform you from an angel that you are right now, to. I was a freshman attending a Podunk rural college in Pennsylvania. I wasn't a super popular kind of guy but I had been able to get along with most people in high school. I was smart enough to be third in my class of about 70 people (obviously I came from a small town). I wasn't terribly athletic as I was a little on the heavy side so I chose a frat that had a reputation for not being too selective but also being a lot of fun. I figured I could have a good time and still keep my grades up if I. She is a kind, gentle spirit who loves a sunny day among the beauty of a flower filled garden. She cries when she knows others are in pain; she cries with me when we hold each other close and watch a sad movie at home. She is all these things and I love her for each and every one.There is no greater pleasure for me then to make her happy. This I will do tonight. She sits across from me, I on the bedroom chair and she sitting comfortably on the bed. She is naked except for her black panties and.