I had tons of fun there. I graduated in 1997 at the age of twenty six with a Ph. D in Psychology. I’ve been practicing therapy ever since. Human bei...gs fascinate me. I love to play with their minds and see what makes them tick. I’ve got a secret to confess. I’ve got absolutely no conscience whatsoever. I’m what you would call a sociopath. But don’t tell anyone. It’s going to be our little secret. Watch me at work. It’s going to be fun. Most people don’t realize that sociopaths walk among them.. .. Happybirthday!"I unwrapped my present with equal parts anticipation and anxiety. Whatdid she get me....???? In it was the lipstick she selected, the bbcream, and the make up brushes and remover wipes. There was also abottle of OPI nail polish in BOLD PINK (always with the pink with me!).She freaking knew this entire time.I laughed. "What's this for?" I said as I tried to play it off, hopingshe would just take it back as a joke or something like that."I wasn't sure how I was going to. To Sanjay bola ki bhai tu tension mat le humne tera ina daru piya hai teri yeh hasrat bhi hum puri karenge fir unhone coming Saturday ki raat ka plan banaya aur mujhe taiyar rahne ko bola. Mian kafi excited tha fir Saturday night ko kareeb 11 baje raat mein hum uske ghar ke piche wale diwar ko fand kar shalini ke ghar mein enter kiye lekin jab hum ander gaye to wahaan koyi nahi tha hume samjh mein nahi aaya pura ghar ander se band tha tabhiHumne wahaan table pe kisi ki usi date ki shadi ka. My family was a joint family comprising of my grandparents my mom and dad. This story is about my mom who was in her late twenties at that time, and I was seven or eight years old. My mother’s name is Neeta.She is typically a Punjabi woman with fair complexion, long hair, jet black eyes and good figure. She is around 5’6 in height and has round ass and killing boobs, with dark brown chuchi’s. Her frame is medium that is neither fat nor slim. She always dresses up in salwar kameez with matching.