The driver of the car was sitting in his seat, screaming hysterically.One of the paramedics tried to calm him. “Take deep breaths and pull yourself ...ogether. Be thankful that at least you haven’t gone through the windshield like your passenger,” and he pointed at a girl lying unconscious by the side of the road. “She looks in a really bad state.”Still crying uncontrollably, the driver yelled: “You haven’t seen what’s in her mouth!”The telephone rang at dawn. “Hello, Señor Ralph? This is. [email protected]. Thanks.PrologueThis story is written for all you people who are just as I was. I have written this to hopefully prevent you from going through the same treatment I went through. I don't regret what happened to me now. I did at the time. Slowly I learned to change, to be compliant and I am a much better person now. You see this story is written for all those people who are workaholics. Are you one? Do you get yourself pulled into a job or project so deep, and that is all you. .. me. I am not proud of my body. I am perhaps more innocent than you might imagine. Your involuntary reaction to me has done more for me than you can know. Please ... please relax."John sat back, teacup in hand, and actually allowed his knees to fall a bit further open. He was blushing but he grinned a bit, his embarrassment still evident. "I am having more than a little trouble getting used to this. For now, I think I will let my body," and he waved his hand at his erection, "tell you what. .ye to ik din………..Us din main bemaar hone ki wajah se college nahin gayi thi aur bed par medicine lekar soyi thi.jab main uthi to dekha ki 11 baj rahe the..meri tabhayat abh kuch theekh thi..to maine tv on kiya lakin cable nahin aa rahi thi to main apne bhaiya ke kamre mein chali gayi..aur maine pc on kiya or main songs sunne lagi…bhaiya ne kaha tha ki usne new songs daale hain to main new folder par click kiya to wahan aur bhi folders khul gaye last mein ik folder tha jo hidden tha..maine use.