“Hello?” Venni called out, but the man didn’t stop. He continued down a side street until he was out of sight.Corec rode up to join them. “It�...�s quiet out for this time of night.”“Maybe there were rumors about the imps?” Venni said. “They don’t usually attack people, but that doesn’t mean you’d want to meet one in a dark alley.”The breeze shifted, and brought with it the scent of sea air.Corec said, “If we can smell the harbor, we must be getting close to the old city. I’ve only been here a few. Think of all the girls and women who say, "I want a man who listens to me, respects me, a 50-50 relationship." I don't have to tell you that these very same women will promptly get together with a guy whose definition of a relationship is, "Shut up and get me another beer, bitch!" So, are these women lying when they express their wishes for a 50-50 relationship with a man who respects and listens to them? NO! They really believe that's what they want! But what you have to realize is there's a. She often crashed at myplace for weeks at a time, and had accumulated more than one suitcasefull of necessities and clothing she always left scattered throughoutmy apartment. I may have loved her, but that didn't mean I couldn't rollmy eyes at her messy nature. Guess I didn't have to worry about itanymore. I prepped to turn back to the ceiling to ponder drunkenly whensomething caught my eye.Dangling out of the side of the messy suitcase was a pair of her sexypanties. I could say what I wanted. She was somewhere there and we both sat in the corner of conference hall and we were chatting till 5.30 pm.later I took her out in my car for coffee even though evening snacks was arranged we were not interested in it. By that time I got already tempted by seeing her gorgeous body for such a long time. She was wearing white color salwar kameez.I already gazed every inch of her body with my eyes. It was very uneasy for me to control my monster inside which was already 7”around 7 pm we both were.