It was so strange for me as my husband never inviting male guest in the house and he keeps me in vial. I don’t know how he dare to brought male in h...me. That day was the turning point of my life and the reason I have to write this story. I am bursting to tell you! To tell the whole world in fact!Maybe at this point I should tell you something about me. I had grown up in a very small town in a very conservative family so I’m a little religious woman, and like me my husband also interested in. AND I THOUGHT YOU WERE A BIT MEAN TO THAT YOUNG OFFICE BOY. HE WAS ONLY TEN MINUTES LATE WITH YOUR PRECIOUS MAIL, YOU KNOW. YOU REALLY ARE A SPOILED PRIMA DONNA BITCH, AREN'T YOU?“No, I am not!” she protested. “Gus the janitor is old and smelly! I don't think he ever bathes! He's bald, fat and has rotten teeth! And that office boy is useless! He's always late with my mail and my coffee! And what's with all those yucky pimples? Doesn't his dumb ass even know which aisle the Clearasil's in?”MY,. It could have been worse, I thought to myself. Trudging my way along, kicking up an occasional spray from the puddles along the way, I thought how it's only a mile from my house. The light rain continued to fall, but undaunted I walked on. The rain isn't too bad, unless it's really cold out, or you need to keep the clothes dry. Looking, to make sure no cars would turn toward me, I stepped into the side street that crossed my path. Just as I was reaching the other side, a car came speeding along. Like they show in old movies, my parents had decided that I should get married to my uncle’s daughter, in my childhood itself. We didn’t know anything about their commitments. We used to get on well with each other during childhood and few days later, for some reason, their family got shifted to my grandmother’s house which was in my native, not very far from the place we lived. I was very close to her. Her name was Nikitha. Everyone including me called her Nikki. We grew up at different places.
Read MoreI put my forehead against hers, catching my breath.“What are you doing?” I asked quietly.“Making out with my boyfriend,” she smiled.“With th
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