I'll slipyou into my books, and hopefully mom wont look too closely. I don't wantto lose you, it feels like you are a real friend to me, maybe my only...riend. Kinda sad, isn't it?*****Hay, diary, welcome to Aurora, Colorado. Its a little bedroom town justoutside Denver. Its pretty, and its a lot like Calgary, to be honest.The weirdest thing is, I'm no longer in Junior high. Grade nine is partof high school here. I hate transferring schools in the middle of theyear. Maybe that's a good thing,. Since I was there only for 2 months, I tried to cook my food and take it to the office. My apartment was on the 3rd floor of a 4 storied building. I didn’t know Arabic so avoided going out much.After a week of moving to Saudi, one day I was going to my flat. I took the lift and inside the lift, there were 2 ladies, They both were wearing black burqas, but still, I could see the shape of their body. They both had big boobs and ass. They both had beautiful eyes and lips.I was afraid to stare at. ] me rahta hu. mai site ka bahot bada fan hu mai aksar isme se khani padta hu aur musterbate karta hu.meri kahani pichle sal ki hai.ye kahani bikul real hai lekin sayad aap logo ko ye yakin nahi hoga.mere daddy ek doctor hai. jo ki unki clinic ghar par hi hai . mere ghar me mai mere mummy papa aur chota bhai hi rahte hai. ek dinghar ke sare log sopping karne lucknoe gaye huye the mai ghar par akela hi tha. yahi sawan ka mahina tha. dophar ke time barish ho rahi thi. mai clinic pe baitha tha. "Priya and I took our seats, and the two diplomats left the room, leaving the guards at their station.Carefully not even glancing at the guards, who were still socially invisible, I asked Priya quietly, "What can you tell me about this ritual? Fifteen minutes ago, I was sound asleep, and I haven't been briefed. I'm not completely sure I'm awake enough to understand anything complicated, so please use small words and short sentences."Priya smiled, very briefly, and very nervously, and said, "I'm.