7 Height Average Looking Guy( Still Virgin ) i work for a private company in Hyderabad as an Engineer I hail from a middle class Telugu family settled...in a part of Hyderabad ….I am regular reader of ISS since few years where i found some stories to be genuine and some to be fake Ok i dont want you to make u feel borednow I am going to narrate a true incident happened few months back with my neighbor girl Priya(name changed)We live in a colony of central government quarters where i had a. Then suddenly the least expected incident happened. It was not my uncle it was my aunt. I came to know when she entered the kitchen. With some moonlight, I was able to recognize it. Then I switched on the light and when she saw me in the kitchen she was shocked.She asked me, “What are you doing here at this time?” I told her, “I came to drink water.” Then she asked me, “Why didn’t you sleep till now?”I told her my genuine reason for not sleeping. She started laughing in a slow voice. Then while. I was shown to my room but as there was no lift I had to struggle up two flights of stairs with my bags to get to it, the room was functional with a double bed, a clean bathroom, a balcony that overlooked a road at the back of the hotel, a chest of drawers and a wardrobe, as I was not intending to spend the rest of my life there it was ok and I realised that they were saving the pool view for the tourists, Katrina said she would pick me up around 7.00pm to have dinner with the plant managers. Grabbing one of her discarded dresses shethrew it over his jar.Now, trapped in a dark twilight, he couldn't even see if she was stillin the room. Soon he gave up his screaming and banging. What was the usefor it anyways? It was clear that Melody couldn't be reasoned with.He laid down on his bed again and tried to sleep. There was, however,something preventing him. Slowly it got stronger. A smell. First, it hadbeen faint, but soon became penetrated his whole jar. Through thepunctured holes in.