He is going to have a hard time without you in his cell. He is going to have to go back to pounding his own rocks from now on." He grinned this time a...d I laughed because I knew my cellmate's days in the quarry were over. He had been assigned to the kitchen.I walked down the street of the town which serviced the prison. I found what I was looking for, stuck in the window of the freight company. "Help Wanted, no escaped prisoners need apply." That had to be a joke. Well maybe not, some fool must. "She said "I'm glad that's settled so time to change the subject. What album is that and what kind of coffee is this anyway? I like both of them even though I was just drinking this to be polite. I never have liked coffee."I knew when it was useless so I gave in "Tea for the Tillerman and Blue Mountain from Jamaica, fresh ground" I told her. Then I had to explain the differences in coffees. I had always been a coffee snob and it was nice to finally be able to afford the good stuff. Seems she. Phir mani to hum bhar cafe me mile the vo vaha jeans and tshirt me ayi thi kya lag rhi thi . Phir hum sath me bethe aur bat krne laga . Phir 2 3 ghanta bad hum ghar nikal gaye . Phir mne ghar phuch ke unhe message kia aj bhut hot lag rhi thi usne naughty vali smile bhji aur thank you boli .Phir dusre din me gym me gaya us din gym khali tha 5 6 log hi the aur vi change kar rhi thi tabhi mene usse dekha and bina soche samjhe andar ghus gaya vo daar gayi and bhar jane boli lkin me nai mana and. But luckily she thought it was unintentional . Finally we cleared the puzzle and got out in daylight .Once we went out – I checked out Pooja – she was the dream girl everyone wished for . I despised her fiancée – who was a rich man without any looks . We exchanged pleasantries and left for our homes.I went home and masturbated thrice thinking about the events that took place . Later in the night I received a text from Pooja asking if today was fun . I replied saying it was great fun and sorry.