So without taking much of your time I’ll just start with the story.In Kabir’s words… So finally we both were together alone at pooja’s home. I...was quite excited about spending the night with my beautiful lady love. But I actually didn’t have any plans in my mind. Only a pack of condoms in my pocket that I had got in case we both get over excited and start making out.Ohh yes. We planned on having some intimate moments but only through oral pleasures. Pooja always loved to click pictures and show. Sally took her by the arm, helped support her arthritically painful walk, and guided her out of the house, locking the door behind her. She eased her mother into the passenger seat of her car.She drove through the quiet streets, hushed as though respectful of the need for their journey at this dark hour. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her mother fumbling with the clasp of her handbag, saw the pale envelope as her mother reassured herself that it was there."Mother, I don't know how to say. She used to be in a group, had a couple small hit records, but always had a nose for business end of it. She’s singing again with someone there now, as well.”“Here’s my place. No husband, no boyfriends, just a cat.” She said as she parked.“Seems you could have a line of guys wanting to date you.” I said as I got out of the car.“Dan, I’m 32, work 40 hours in an office, 30 hours at Stingers. I don’t have time for a guy, and they’re all jealous of the time I spend away from home. Besides sleep,. With each item, he took a moment to examine it before wrapping it in newspaper. He carried the boxes over to the truck and put them in the back with care.After the man had driven off, Sharon pulled the bills out of the box and handed them over to Greg. She said, “That’s the down payment on a car for Harry. Why don’t you get him and go look at some cars?”“Are you sure?” Greg asked. He had been waiting for the perfect time to talk with her about getting Harry a car.“Yes, I’m sure. Get him a nice.