Mere aankhon se aansoo behne lage.Agle din main office gai. Shaam ko 5 baje ek sms aya “Aaj shooping karni hai. Ek black skirt sirf 18 inches lambi,...Ek tight black top, 5 inch black heels” bas itna hi tha. Office ke baad main pass ke mall mein gayi aur jaisa likha tha shopping kiya. Raat ko message aaya, “Tumhare ek senior ko black pasand hai, kal yahi pehnoge. Bra pahan sakti ho par panty nahin – Senior apne aap jaan jayega ki tum aaj uske liye tayar ho”Meine Amit ke jaane ke baad us black. I leave the O2 molecules in the air, and about sixty grams of pure carbon dust goes out with the trash."Melanie stared at me. "What?! So much? From a trace gas? You're kidding!" No, not at all. Do the math. We have 1148 square feet of interior space, ceilings over 9 feet high. I find the indoor concentration of CO2 is usually about 560 ppm, and then you have the mass ratio of the carbon-12 atom to the two oxygen-16 atoms. The end result is about sixty grams of carbon in the condo, locked up in. “Why do you want to watch me?”Veronica ignored his question, “Did you like masturbating for me last night?”“Y-yeah,” Colin admitted softly.“Did it turn you on to have me watch you cum?”“Yes.”“Well, if you want it to continue, you’re going to start doing what I want. Right now I want you to jerk off to gay porn.”“Okay,” Colin reached for the bottle of hand lotion sitting on his desk, realizing Veronica had set it beside his keyboard for this exact purpose. He desperately wanted to stroke. “Poor Darling, I expect you’re just tired. We’ll try again in the morning.” And they had, with no better result. The sympathy hadn’t lasted long. Within the month she’d moved on to pastures new. He found he wasn’t too bothered. The relationship had been fun but wasn’t going anywhere. They had enjoyed each other and now it was over. ‘Done and Dusted’, as the expression goes. He felt a vague sense of loss, but nothing more, and this soon vanished when he met Rachel. His ‘problem’ seemed to have.