.Chalo ab story pe athe hai…a story mere aur ek aunty ke story hai jisne mera life hi badal dala…a 2 saal purana bath hai mai ek private company m... manager ki kaam kartha hu…mere boss ki bahut kiray ki maakan thi uska sub dekhbal main hi kartha hu…o us din ki bath hai jub ek aunty uska naam hai geetha (name changed) o manglore ki rehne waali thi usne mujhe call kiya Me: hello kaunGeetha: Gud aftrnoon sir main geetha manglore se bol raha hu..mujhe mere friend ne bathaya ki apke yaha ek makan hai. ”“Oh. Embarrassed. Ashamed. Naughty,” replied Kathleen.“Naughty is fine. I like naughty girls. But why embarrassed and ashamed? I would think it would feel liberating. Maybe even sexy.”“I don’t know. It just doesn’t feel right,” she replied.“I don’t understand why it’s not right. It seems very right to me. That body shouldn’t be covered up. It should be enjoyed.”“Thank you,” murmured Kathleen as she cast her eyes down.“Come, let’s sit where it’s more comfortable.” Marge arose and crossed the. You see, for reasons of our own, each of us has secrets to hide, but mine are perhaps some of the biggest. I have lied to you, since we met, about many things. And I am sorry for that, though I had no choice at the time. If you'll promise not to act on what I tell you until you've heard the entire story, I will tell you the truth. Though you need to know that in this instance, the truth may put you in danger."He gave me his word, and for the second time in two days I launched into the. He took a drink of devil’s water, letting the candy tasting liquid fill him and tingle through the rest of his body. That felt much better.By the time he arrived at the village he had finished all his devil’s water, the stuff was so good. The village was walled, or it used to be. The walls had crumbled. Inside the village, giant holes were all over the ground. Worms must have tunneled under the gates, and the intruders destroyed the walls from inside.Bodies lay everywhere. Checking each body.