She enjoyed sex. She wanted to be more than a sex toy, but she didn’t want to devote the time and effort needed to develop a serious relationship. �...�Been there, done that,” she said to herself. Moreover, men were not beating down her door. She was attractive, but not glamorous, a little mousy in fact, small-breasted, and slender. She was uncomfortable with casual chatter and flirting, an introvert who was confident and animated when talking shop, but never the life of any party, most often the. That is my point. I cant hold my feelings for her anymore. I must find ways and means to get close to her and unleash these resilient, strong-concentrated emotions and sensations that I have for her deep inside me. Concentrated emotions, you say? Chase made an uncomprehending and bemused face. Exactly. I have a profound, deep-rooted and locked away crush for Miss Brooks, you know? It is so entrenched and deep-seated somewhere here inside my chest. Carter couldnt help it but get traumatized and. Guess some people don't like getting fucked in public, then told to get off the fucking train I laughed to myself. The time had gone by faster than normal and here it was, an early Saturday morning and I was making an uncommon trip to the office to finish up some important paperwork. As usual, I sat in my same seat, with the morning sun shining into the car from over my shoulder. Because it was a weekend, I had decided to wear running shorts, running shoes and a t-shirt in case I wanted to take. അതെന്താണെന്നു എനിക്കു മനസ്സിലായില്ല. അമ്മാവനു വല്ല വ്ര്‍തം ഉോ അതോ പിക്കപ്പ്‌ ഇല്ലാത്തതിനാലോ എന്തോ അതൊന്നുംഅറിയില്ല. ഞാന്‍ അതു അസ്വാഭാവികമായി കിരു തും ഇല്ല അടുക്കളയില്‍ നിന്നും വരുമ്പോള്‍ വരാന്തയാണു അവിടെ തറയില്‍ പായവിരിച്ചാണു എണ്റ്റെ കിടപ്പ.്‌ അമ്മാവനു മാത്രമെ ഒരു ക’ില്‍ ഉായിരുന്നുള്ളു. ക’ില്‍ എന്നു പറയാന്‍ പറ്റില്ല. നടുക്കു കുഴിഞ്ഞ ഒരു അവശിഷ്ടം. അമ്മാവണ്റ്റെപ’ാളത്തിലെ കൊതുകുവല ഇ’ു മൂടിയ ഒരു നാറ്റ കൂടാരം അത്ര തെ. അമ്മാവന്‍ അതില്‍ കിടക്കുമായിരുോ എന്നും അറിയില്ല ഒരു പൊടി മണംആണൂ ആ മുറിയില്‍. ഞാന്‍.