Appol kappyar yendhelum manuth arinjaal naana kedalle… adhu mun kootti kandu Achan thantra poorvam yellarem onnichu valachirikkunnu.. bhuthiyulla po...maan aattu theerathu thanne mutta yidaan shramikkunnu…Yetra naal aayi anubhavikkan kodhikunna sulabha rathi suham yidhaa yeadhaanum manikooril anubhavikkaan poakunn.. achan praathikkumbhol thanne aa divya kol thante mulakalil kaatti koottunna kalaa virudh onnu anubhavikkendunnadh thanne.. adhippol thante prasavikkatha kanni pooril yidichirakki. "---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------We stared Andrew, the street patrol officer, down. We were sitting in a private room at the local strip club. A female stripper would be in any minute so we had no time to waste."Where are the photos?"Liam asked."Andrew's hand was shaking as he handed us a thick folder. I flipped through the photos, quickly looking at the girl's bodies and faces. The girls needed to be appealing both in the face. He sat on the sofa beside her while his sperms were dripping out of her ass. He left in fifteen minutes.Once he went, Radhika called me back into her room. I came to know that she is Abhinav’s wife Natasha’s close friend and that they have been continuing their illicit sexual relationship for a while now. She wants it to stop, but Abhinav can’t just let her go. I thought of something which could help her.It was the evening of reception at a major hotel at Nariman Point. Radhika was dressed in. Her makeup wasthick and heavy. Overdone. Dark smokey eyes. High narrow brows, tattooedon to look as fake as possible. High, heavily-blushed cheekbones &glossy, pouty pink lips. Her look was trashy. Like a cheap pornstar. Sheloved that he loved it. She was entirely his creation. He had made herfrom head to toe. Shaped her. Modified her entirely to his wishes. Shehad embraced it. Loved it. He was impossible to resist. She'd willinglylet him transform her from the young, innocent boy she used to.