However, for the first time it was not something wrong, but very right, a happy feeling. Now this particular feeling would happen only twice. Once for...Melissa and once for me. The event I am about to describe, will give you a hint about what this feeling would eventually do for me.Melissa and I were sat on a bench, sipping down some milkshakes, Melissa telling me how she finally convinced her dad to allow her to change University. She had to promise to give her first child, the same name as her. She isn’t my maid she used to work as a maid at a friend’s house.This friend is a colleague and resides in calcutta and I was just visiting calcutta from overseas I’m based overseas permanently but travel often to calcutta for work.My friend was going to be stationed outside and although I put up at the hyatt I was invited to stay over at his place. I refused to do so as I seen no point in going to his place however to keep him happy decided to drop in. It was just two days before my arrival. Whereas asSolitaire I had to push with my mind, like SO, I found that as Cobalt Ihad to mentally pull the power on, like THIS. As soon as I'd done thatI found that lifting became effortless and I was able to smash stoneand bend iron. Great lumps of concrete rocketed around the wastegroundas I hurled them, leaving great dents in the remaining brick walls.Joyfully, I began to finish the work on the steel plant that thedemolition crews had started.As my flying abilities in Solitaire's body become. It would take another hour to get there so it was nearly dusk when I finally dragged her out of the van and dropped her on the rough ground so I could get the bike out and heave it into the deep waters of the flooded quarry.I just sat and looked at the girl writhing feebly on the dirty ground for about ten minutes. Her close-fitting cycling kit certainly allowed every sinew and muscle movement to be seen, which then reminded me how the bitch had so distracted me in the first place. I walked.