He was immature and c***dlike. But he kept pursuing me. After three months you could say we were a couple. After a while I developed feelings for Ben....He was still immature, but he grew on me. What Ben never figured out is how much I enjoy being promiscuous. He yells at me sometimes if I dress too sexy, but what he refers to as being too slutty. But I just tell him that it is all for him as I hug and kiss him. It works every time.That morning, I rolled out of bed and I quietly slipped into the. That told me that she wasn’t drinking or smoking pot, either of which would have caused me to immediately fly to California to help her.Early on Monday morning, the 11th of March, the phone in my office rang. I was eating breakfast and quickly got up to answer it.“Stepa, have you heard the news?” Tatyana said as soon as I’d said ‘hello’.“Which news?” I asked.“Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachev is the General Secretary of the Communist Party. Comrade Chernenko died last evening. The vote was. The first image was his wife, or rather his estranged and soon to be ex-wife, Serena. She was in the center of a round bed, leaning back on a pile of pillows. Serena wore deep purple see-thru negligee and she looked far more seductive than Brad remembered. "Where had she been hiding this side of her?" Brad tried to recall a time when he had seen her in this seductive mode. “Good evening, Brad. Or would you prefer to be called 'Boomerang'?” Serena’s soft, mellow and now very sexy voice jarred. Since I had my scooty, I dared to be late from her home. It was already 6 ‘o’ clock. I was just on a speed of 40 kmph. So I calculated that I may reach home by 7.30pm, which is not a problem. But suddenly it started raining.Since it was a sunny day in the morning, I had not taken my rain coat. Since I have to keep my timing, I decided to go on and expected the rain to stop soon. The highway was deserted already. The rain caused it to be really deserted. There was no building, no people there,.