She made a bee-line directly for the cafeteria-style food line and grabbed a tray. Selecting an appetizing-looking pasta dish, a green salad and a car...onated beverage from the menu, she moved down to the dispensing slot and waited for the indicator light to notify her that the food was ready. Kat chose a table and seat that allowed her to put her back to a wall and have a clean line of sight to both portals that gave access to the mess.Kat had just started eating when the far door opened and in. “Your new house,” She announced with steely resolve. “I want you out of here by Friday.”“Are you kicking me out?” Diana asked, a disgusted look about her face.Rochelle forced a bewildered chuckle from her throat. “You can’t live with Christy anymore, not after what the doctor pulled out of her this afternoon.”“Y—you killed my baby?” Diana’s eyes went glassy and wide. “Who told you Christy was pregnant?”“Irrelevant,” Rochelle said. “The movers will be here in the morning.”“Who told you?” Diana. I am Rakesh from Hyderabad. I actually belong to Mangalore. But I am working in Hyderabad. Even my mom and dad are also here now. I am a regular ISS reader. I want to share my own experience with all my friends here. I would love to receive feedback about my story to I am in hangouts as well. So I am looking forward to hearing from some Hyderabadi girls.Let’s start the story. The heroine of the story is my office colleague. Her name is Sadhana (name changed). We both joined for the job. I know this is all probably very confusing for you. Hell, it's confusing to me sometimes and I'm the one actually living it. I guess I should go back to the beginning and explain. It's a very long story.Chapter 1My given name was Lawrence Heller, born to Montgomery and Rebecca Heller in the year 1865, just about two months after the end of what has since become known as the Civil War. My father had returned home from the Army of the Potomac perhaps three weeks before my birth. I was the.