This is the story which happened in Visakhapatnam. I have met with a girl who was hailing from Kerala, fair looking, height 5’2 inch, having nice as...ets. Whenever see wear churidar or any t-shirts center of attraction her boobs. I have met this girl with one of friend who the batch mate of this girl (Reshmi), she came to Vizag for an interview purpose in some mnc company she got selected for the job but did not join because she was more interested in teaching profession. I have became a friend. Burgers are faster than pizza; how's burgers at the diner down the street sound? They make the best in town." With lettuce, tomato, and mayonnaise.", my excitement spilling over into my voice."You got it, Champ.", she replied giving me a new nickname.We walked the block and a half to the diner and true to her word Mrs. Barrett ordered our dinner of burgers and a huge plate of fries. I pigged out while she kept up a running commentary about the other people in the diner. She looked for humorous. When I had contacted all five people the list disappeared from the page. Now you need to get your roommate to leave the apartment for a few hours. How am I supposed to do that? Look in the back of the book. When I looked in the back I found $300 and there was a message on the back page. Give this to him and tell him to leave the apartment & not to come back until dawn. I left my room and walked into the living room. “Jerry can you do me a favor?” “Sure, what is it?” I handed him the $300 and. ." she began to break out in tears Crying nonstop now, I couldn't help but feel a little bad for her. "Um ... its alright .. don't cry... please?" she began to perk up a little but her cheeks were still stained with tears. "But why did you take my clothes off?"I asked "Because the clothes I was wearing were badly ripped." she pointed at the pile of rags in the corner. " ... Oh my.. so your homeless?"I asked "No ... well... yes.. I'm never going back to that place though, no one can.