This is a true incident which happened in my life. By the way, if any girls, aunties interested to spend fun time with me are whole heartedly welcomed... My email ID is I will continue the incident in Hindi.Mein ek Apartment mein rehta hoon waha pe bahoot sare Marwadi families rehte hai. Mere pass 1 pug dog hai. Mein hamesha der raat 11:30 ko use ghumane le jata hoon. Ek din mein use aise he 9:30 baje ghumane le gaya. Ghumane ke baad jab me vapas apni society mein aaya tab meine ek aurat ko. ’ ‘Mama you know what they say, men don’t make passes at girls that wear glasses.’ ‘They say some stupid things darling, if that was true then half the woman in the world would be single.’ Misha stared down at the picture, understanding a little more about Suzanne. Grabbing his hand and pulling she told him, ‘Come up and see my old room.’ and they walked up the stairs to a door at the back of the tiny hallway. ‘In here.’ Small, so much so that with the two of them in it the room was almost full. Sorry” I looked at the picture. “Yea thats a long time ago” I could not resist asking “So you are 47” She looked at the picture. “Oh Brian pliz stop, can we pliz talk about something else” “Sure sorry about that” There was a min of silence. I could not stop staring at her legs in those black pantyhose. Suddenly it just flew out of my mouth. “You are really beautiful in that picture of your birthday” So you are a dancer. She smiled and looked at it. Then started laughing. “Thanks, I use to dance. I was happy for her too, she’d been in a string of bad relationships, one-after-another, and I was glad she’d finally found a decent guy. She’s a cute girl, I’ve always told her how adorable she was and that she deserved better, but she never seemed to get it until this last guy. I liked him for her, but that’s not to say I liked him--we weren’t the best of pals. I couldn’t blame him for that though, his girl and I were close and that’d make any soon-to-be husband a bit uneasy, but I assured.