The lady wants to know if I’m super sensitive to my height by calling me ‘short’ after asking me if I’m gay. Is this some sort of test?’ ‘...o, of course not. They’re announcing dinner, how about escorting me?’ I offered her my arm and we joined the parade into a large banquet hall. There were servers helping people find their seats and wonder ofwonder, Jamie and I were sitting next to each other at the far end of one side of the U-shaped table. We were as far away from our host as we could get. Me and pooja came to my apartment and had fun,days went like this.One day i received a friend request in my fb and there was no profile pic,i checked the profile and i realised its a very new fb account and the profile name was divya.I accepted the request and send her a massage asking “do i know you”.After five minutes i received a reply saying “i don’t know you know me or not but i know you” then i confirmed that someone is playing prank on me,then me also started playing around and started. Squeezed into a corner of the train, clinging desperately tothe handrail above me as I’m surrounded by men and women cominghome from work or shopping or whatever it is they did that draggedthem out into the misery we shared. I feel arms and knees and elbowsand backs all around me, crushing me alive. People reading newspapersor magazines or looking out the windows or talking to each other, tryingto forget how uncomfortable they all are. Every bump and lurch ofthe subway car causes us to. Without saying a word, I walked over to the doorway and closed and locked the door to the small room. Lynn kept the smirk on her face as I approached her. She was a tall woman, and I leaned over and kissed her long and hard on her lips. She didn't pull away and tasted wonderful. With her arms chained at her shoulder level, her large chest was obviously rising and falling as her breathing had deepened.Looking around the room, I found one of the company tee shirts we had for sale to employees,.