Khar choro ab mein apni story likh raha hu mere story mein 70% true hai uske places or characters name changed hai. Mein umid karta hu ke male/females...sabhi muje mail kare now ab mein story start karta hu. Bat aaj se ek sal pahle May 2006 ki hai mein haryana se belong karta hu. Mein computer operater work karta hu ek private company mein. Jo ke software develop and data entry work kartihai. Hamari company first floor par hai uske bilkul samne CA department (private police) ka office tha. Usme. With the tinkle of a bell a woman who seemed not much older than me came down the staircase off to my right. First she removed my shoes and put my feet in an empty brass dish. She disappeared for a second and came back with a copper kettle then poured the warm soapy water, first on her hand to check the temperature and then down into the bowl. With a sponge she gently rubbed my feet, and between my toes. After the chaos of the last week in Laos and the shit splashed on those feet in Vietnam,. She opened her eyes and looked down at her naked thigh. Her thighs were thin, she was not a big girl, five foot four, hundred pounds, brown hair and brown eyes. Not pretty, not ugly, just a girl. She kept her legs tightly closed, sat up and looked down the bus. There were only three other passengers, all sitting in the front. The stroking of her thigh continued. As she stroked, the woman leaned over and kissed Raquel’s neck sensitive neck sending shivers up and down her spine. The woman’s. He was Cardinal during King Le’Pheonix’s reign. He and Daggar were thick as thieves, the two of them plotting together on how to expand the kingdom. Unfortunately, Le’Phoenix’s wife was unable to give him children. Daggar spread his seed far and wide, hoping to sire a bastard son or daughter. The latest rumor is that he did father a babe – a son – and that Remarkus hid the child among the commoners. Rolf the Red will stop at nothing to find the boy and have him flayed alive.’ He paused in.