But one day i came from my classes at 9:30 am but i usually came from class at11:30 am. so i went to rekha aunt’s home to told me to give some tiffi... but when i entered to her house the door was not locked inside. I got inside saw that his son was sleeping and her daughter and her husband was not at home.I think his husband went to his duty and his daughter was in school now.So i think she was in bedroom but she was not there then i entered to her kitchen she was also not there. Then i heard. By the time we had reached her house somewhere in pedar road I knew she has become really active. The car stopped and removed my hand in a hurry she walked out and inside.This was a biggest bungalow I had ever seen in my life. The driver was waiting an looked at the side mirror as said “jha”. Little hesitant at first I slowly walked out, I was so scared of what is going to happen.It took me about few min. Waiting in her corridor to decide should I go in or not. I decided what the hell let’s see. People, traffic, and the soulful notes of the blues being played by a street band.The king-sized bed is covered in white crispy cotton sheets. We have been in the Quarter and Magazine Street seeing some of the sights of New Orleans and shopping for rare antiquities. I am lying on the bed resting while you shower. I feel my body tingling, waiting anxiously for you to fill it up with your desire.I look over at the table. I have brought along a few toys and decide to get myself ready for your hot. . in a way where your body would never be found and the cause of death never known, and the memories people had of you would forever be incomplete, like a book without a final chapter.The plane struck the prison and it was like the Black Stigmata itself had pierced the earth and was bleeding its fiery heart dry. It was a few moments, but it felt like several minutes, in which a wave of death reached out in all directions and cut down all in its way like a colossal lawnmower with flaming blades..