We exchanging our saliva5min taruvata akka na modda chekadam start chasende naku pechiakepothunde 5min taruvata nanu lache nunchuna akka na mundu moka...api kuruchune male na modda chekadam start chasende madhyalo modda pi spit chastu na ball ne marchi marchi chekutundeMe:akka cheku baga cheku na modda motham neka akka cheku enka chekuAkka:tammudu alavunde raMe:pechiakepothunde akka lanjalu kuda ela chekaraka nuvu na lanjavi akkaAkka kasi kasi ga modda chekutunde ala 5min taruvata nanu akka head. Grumbling to my dolls house.Another cute babydoll nightie, and a funny dream.ThursdayAt school we were given a new school dress code for secretarial training.A dark grey pencil skirt, white blouse, and matching peplum flaredjacket. I managed to greab three blouses in my size, and three skirts.From the boxes at the front of class. I was given a small typewriter, andtold to write an essay. Something that happened recently in youe life.I wrote the first chapter of this story. with no typing skills. Anyway, I told him I planned to head out of town because I couldn’t afford to stay down here in my current situation…”“Wait, you told Robert that you’re basically homeless?”Frank shook his head. “I didn’t go into details. I just said I needed to return home. He thought it would be good for you if I stayed. I guess he noticed we seem to get along and like each other for long lost relatives. He told me about a job in the mail room opening up at his company that I’m interviewing for. It’s not. I belong to you now. I’ll talk to them and tell them, but let me do it in a more caring manner or they will hate me forever!” Stefan replied "Tasha, do as I say — dial the phone". Tasha knew that, once again, there was no true choice. Resigned to being ostracized from her family forever, Tasha dialed the number and listened to it ring.Tasha's mother was on the verge of hysterics when she heard Tasha's voice on the phone and immediately told her husband to get on the other extension. .