The old confidante relationship with my bhabhi provided an open and friendly atmosphere to me.One day I returned early from college and entered the ho...se using my duplicate key. My brother had gone on outstation duty for two days. As I came to the drawing room I heard my bhabhi, who was taking bath, asking who is it? On my replying she asked me to give her the towel as she forgot to take it. I picked up the towel from her bedroom and went to the bathroom. The door was partially open and she. The air was cool, dry and permeated with the sweet perfume of cedar and flowers mixed with the musty odor of basement bricks.A short distance beyond the iron doors the floor ran level and branched into a maze of passages. Along each wall was a series of doors. Affixed to the wall beside each door was a bronze plaque bearing a name and date. Kathleen confirmed Jennifer's guess that each door was the entrance to a private mausoleum. The plaques bore the name of the occupant and their date of. Kuch din tak aise hi chalta raha.Ek din Vishal ne fir se mujhe usi park me bulaya.24 Nov 2008: Aaj maine ek shirt pahni jispe multicolour checks bane huye the aur jeans pant pahni.Shirt ke andar sirf slip pahni without bra taaki vishal ko hath andar daalne me aasani ho.chote breast(30) hone ki wajah se Bra se zyada fark nahi dikhayi deta tha.Mai college ke baad Park me pahunch gayi jahan vishal mera pahle se wait kar raha tha.fir hum apni usual jagah pe ja kar baith gaye.Vishal ne mujhe lip. From the angle of the sun in the window I knew it to be near noon and I was girding myself to the idea of attiring myself in three day worn clothes (how quickly it had taken me to get spoiled by such things!) when there was a knock on the door."Belladonna? May I come in? I have warm tea and fresh clothing." It was a woman's voice, kind and friendly and even if she had not come bearing enticements I would have allowed her within simply by her tone. Clutching my cloak to me —I have never.