Main tumse dosti karna chahti hu……main ghar pe akeli rehti hu…..mere pati bahar rahte hai aur kabhi kabhi aate hai……main apni married lyf se...nakhus hu……mujhe tumhari kahaniyaa bahut pasand haiJab bhi main raat ko akeli hoti hoon to tumhari kahaniyaan hi padhti hoon aur tumhare baare mein hi sochti rehti hoon aur jab main so jaati hoon to tum mere sapney mein aate ho aur mujhe pyaar karte ho, mujhe bahut hi achcha lagta hai, main tumse real mein milna chahti hoon, krrishnaMujhe tumse pyaar ho. Even though it was fairly dark, there were other people not too far off so I pointed at the silhouette of some trees near the shore and said I wanted to go over there. She agreed and laughed a little nervously when I picked her up in my arms and began to carry her over to them. The back of her dress was hanging down where her knees were hooked over my arm, and I think we were both aware that the backs of her thighs were pressing against me there.I'm sure she hadn't been planning to get sexually. The heat was tropical. She was a singer. Weren’t all women once? She had the calling of the Siren, a Lorelei, destroyer of men. Circe, sorceress, witch. A voice so steeped in magical chant and ecstatic, holy praise that God Himself would have seduced her just to listen as she reached her climax. In lilting jazzy riffs of moans and little pattering breaths; in low, agonized releases, in snarling, animal howls she was a singer. Awaiting a man to sing to. Thinking of the man she awaited, often in. Nobody joined me, but if felt relaxing nonetheless. After I came back in, with a towel around my waist. Lunch was ready ... shredded beef. Mom had, in the outside freezer, sourdough buns she carefully microwaved to make sandwiches from. Talk about great tasting food. We might have this for every meal for a while.“So, since WICKED was the final show of the following year and is now five months away, what is replacing it Michael?” Katie asked.“I have two shows in mind. Either INTO THE WOODS or.