Bhaiya trusted Bhabhi and myself a lot. Bhaiya consider me his small brother and he always help me, guide me in every possible way.So now we were meet...ng quite ofter almost daily and we started chatting over WhatsApp also. It was like two new friends sharing about each other life. due to chatting and meeting almost daily we came to know about each other past life and nature. We became very close friends. She use to come out with me for shopping, for night walk, for movies and all. Our family. I carefully spread some pink lipstick on bothmy lips and then pressed them together a few times. I blotted byputting the tissue between my lips and squeezing my lips togetherlightly. The pink on my lips was so feminine! I was filled with dreadand shame. It really added a dash of color to my otherwise brown andwhite pallet of colors, but did it have to be in my lips?I went down the stairs and prepared three glasses of iced tea in tallglasses, and carried them out to the patio table. I went. Rarely did I encounter my brethren, and glad was I of that, as those few times I did encounter them I was forced to aid in the vanquishing of their mortal masters.But as those mortals blessed enough to be favored by the Gods ventured forth with my brethren and I, the Schism began. The Second Divine Miracle would be the last, as the Gods began to turn upon one another in their petty jealousies and dark suspicions. Zondro-Xhan, Lord of the Dead and Creator of Sorcery, struck out at his siblings. I decide to have Cabernet Sauvignon 2001 red wine. Picking up a bottle I move to the table. I continue the conversation as we begin having the dinner. “Are you married?” I ask. “I am only twenty-one. How I can be married?” “Some one called me ten minutes before you called. Who was he?” “He was the driver of the car. It is an organization. At the top is the big boss. I have never met him. Below him are two persons. Then there the drivers.” “Do all the girls in your organization demand Rs 20,000.