I think we might have talked on the phone a few times, and I sent cards on special occasions. I missed her wedding; as I recall, I was secretly involv...d in a small war in Chad.Anna's marriage lasted less than seven years. They had two children – a boy and a girl who were now around eleven and twelve. I'd only seen pictures of them, and sent them presents from strange places around the world. I'd been the missing and mysterious uncle in their lives – the uncle who traveled the globe and then the. After seeing her Doctor time after time mom took her to the Santaroís and they prayed and prayed over her. I figured it was a con as mom had to pay for these pray sessions. I watched as they blew cigar smoke and poured rum around Liz and even sacrificed a chicken to their gods. Santeria is like Catholic Saints Name given to African gods and really silly like voodoo.On Lizís final trip to the Santeria place of prayers the priestess had a revelation and mom was worried and worried. M so that I will reach chennai around 10 in night with a stop over near Vellore.I reached a motel near Vellore around 4p.m and stopped for a coffee and snacks. Where I met my first heroine of my life who looks so gorgeous and too sexy. Anyone will fall for her at first sight. She was at perfect height and weight for her hot shaped structure body. She had a beautiful sized and shaped boobs which was asking to look. She was wearing a black and white designed salwar which was tight to her body. A long, hot shower with her had me feeling a bit rejuvenated, and after breakfast and a coffee, we hit the road for Kensington. She had donned a long red wig, dark glasses, and was dressed much like the typical undergraduate student; she wanted to disguise her appearance so no one would recognize her. As we were driving, she filled me in with some more details about the implications of her having MS, and how it might progress over the coming years. It seemed like she would have a particularly.