They liked each other.For last couple of months they are having more intimate relation.They wanted to new each others’ story. They had come on a hol...day tour and stayed in a hotel. Leela was narrating her story. “ I was three years old when my father died .I do not remember much .I hardly ever remember his face.Faintly I remember that my mother and he frequently quarrel. I do not know how he had died.I still faintly remember the day he was lying still , motionless on the veranda . A group of. Maine kahi baar colony ke naujawan ladko ko mujhe ghoorta hue pakda hai.Pichle saal ki baat hai jab colony ke kuch ladko ko kitty party jaise hi apna khud ka kuch karna tha. To wo sab mere paas aakar meri madad maangne lage. Ab kuch kaam tha nahi to maine haan bol diya. Kuch 8 ladke the 22 23 saal ke aur achhe ghar ke bhi the isiliye mujhe to koi dikkat nahi thi. Fir unhone bola “anu aunty, hamaari pehli party kal hai, aap aajao aur aakar dekhlo please. Kal 5 baje se 10 baje tak.” Mujhe kuch. This sounded more like a status symbol thing to me, a sort of one-upmanship contest or game show where the winners gained rewards far beyond the actual value of their work, like our professional sports figures. Was hitting a little white ball really worth all the prize money that the professional golfers got from a major tournament?Similarly, any Damsel we might rescue would be identified as Jenny Bookkeeper or Rachel Florist. Eric was a Hero, of course. The only question was who or what I. Sabrina looked and found were the faint smell came from, a pair of shorts, soaked. The smell was not all that bad actually, she thought. She picked up the shorts and held them to her nose. Mm, smells familiar and put the shorts back down. "Someone has peed his pants" she suspected and could not resist licking the tip of her finger. "Yes very familiar, taste a bit like that ice cube if I am not mistaken, but immediately she cancelled the thought, "no couldn't be, and never heard of pee ice.