And the pain, that agonizing pain, the agony is everywhere the demon's razor sharp claws pierced my flesh like molten hot knives carving and ripping a...t me as if I were but a piece of meat. And then there is the echo of that deafening sound still reverberating in my mind ... pounding inside my head. Now that horrid sound follows me everywhere I go and affords me no escape. Soon, very soon, I fear I will surely go insane if it does not stop.February 21, 1894My good and dear friend Doctor Whitaker. Why are you so excited?’‘Twins!’‘Is that important? You had three sisters a while back.’‘Yes, and that was wonderful, and so was a mother and daughter together; but twins!’‘We do not understand’Actually, neither did I really. I just knew this was one of those male fantasies that I would probably never have the chance to sample again. But yes, why twins? Was it the idea of two identical women so one could do all manner of things and then do them all again? Was it that the same person can be. I call her as Raji (name changed). She was calling me Santu!About her, She was 5’5″, with big boobs and butt but with a small waist. Later I measured her and it was 36-22-35. I loved her and her body both. Ok…she joined the office and couple of months probably 6-7 months passed by and, nothing happened. I had a seniority in the office and she was asking for all the help from me. Sometimes I was giving her wrong answers because I was looking at her two mangoes! She knew that but she was not. The mossy ground around it was soft under the soles of his trainers. Hidden behind the bushes he would stand here for hours at a time, thinking and watching the world go by.The joggers on the track below to be precise, just passing by or stopping at the rail for some light stretching.He had named every regular, every female regular, imagined their lives, their bodies without clothing.It was late already. The woods seemed empty, the sun was setting and it got dark. In the dim light he could see.