Me: no issues. I never mind anyways. So when shall we start? You can join with Arthi and Saranya from tomorrow. They will be coming in the morning at ....30amNeelima: I’ll talk to my mom and tell you.Me: okay after 45 minutes Shobha came to us finishing the call with her husband.Shobha: thanks deva, her dad said that he will call back again on the pc. You don’t mind right.Me: it’s okay aunty.We went inside and started talking.Neelima: mom, Deva said he will teach me computer architecture from. Fans complain I listen. So my very next story I use a spell checker right. Cant be to hard. Run the word document through the wringer and clean up the numerous misplaced nouns and verbs.And what's the thanks I get? "Your such a fantastic writer!", "You make my cock hard like hell", My pussy was abuzz with your words", "You cant spell worth shit!".I honestly do feel like shit when I read those awful emails. Didn't they see I tried? Didn't they see my good natured attempts at fixing up my mess of. The rose danced across her excited nipples. She felt his lips warm on her neck. His tongue parted her lips as he drew her into a soulful kiss, then breaking away. With her eyes still closed, she sensed him behind her. She felt the flower lick down her spine and over her soft ass. He pulled her to him. His body was hot against her as he cupped her full breasts in her hands. ‘Lets go make love,’ he whispered. He picked her up in his strong arms and carried her back to the bedroom. He set her. Mila felt so. What could it precisely be in any case?"Claire?" In an apprehensive voice, Mila called out. "What happened to you?" Conflicting thoughts were already starting to flow into her mind. Had Claire found out she was barren? Maybe she had a bitter quarrel with Fred last night? Perhaps Kayla was back from Europe too soon? It could be that someone in her family had passed away?Claire goggled at her and uttered not a word. Mila was moved farther into angst and anxiety."Does it have to do.