I told her that I broke up with her and all. She too told me about her husband, her life especially after the kid. I could make out that she isn’t h...ppy, given that she was always like a free bird, who loved to party and all. But after her marriage, her life got restricted to the home. Also, her husband had got a job in Gulf so he was out most of the time. Now, any regular reader of ISS would think that he has an amazing chance. But then, you can’t be so sure. Afterall, the stories here can be. After a kiss appropriate to our lengthy, three-day, separation he took my hand and headed for the bedroom. I was too excited about my preparation and led him to the kitchen to show him what I had done. He looked it over and told me it was wonderful and how easy I had made things for both of us. He gave me a powerful hug. ‘You are an amazing woman,’ he said. Then he went shopping ‘just to get a couple things.’ He returned five hours later with six bags of groceries and two large guys wheeling in. This friend would be looking for a job here so wished to settle in this new Mexican city. His name was Marcos and he had asked for this favor on the familiarity they had kept from the time when Raquel's husband and Marcos were acquaintances during school days. Besides, all three had been co workers at their first time jobs, a long time ago, and she met Marcos at this company.Some time later, while still in this business, Marcos introduced his partner Marcos to Raquel. Later on, Raquel married. 45 minute me us number se call aya or jab usne hello bola to mai uski awaz ko sunta reh gaya or phir usne bola ki apne mujhe shaam ko call kiya tha maine bola ki hai maine aapko call kiya tha maine usse bola ki kal raat ko aapka call aya tha mere friend ke number pe to wo boli ki wo kuch confussion ke karan maine galat number dial kar diya mai apni friend ko call kar rahi thi phir uske baad maine jab usse puncha ki tum married ho to usne bola ki haa mai married hu usne bola ki aapko kaise pata.