" That's wise dear, although I think this should stay in the family, you know how the town gossips would love to hear about it. Old Mrs Dawson would h...ave a field day if she knew."Many a true word spoken in jest, two days later I was having a hair cut and talking to Ray Cook who was waiting his turn."I hope you are still driving carefully young Jimmy, I'd hate to book you so soon after getting your licence," he said with humour in his voice."No worries about that Ray, I need to have it too much. I was furious on Nitin and told Sneha, “I told you not to call him. He is an asshole.” She said, “I can’t believe it is Nitin and why is he behaving like a fucking scoundrel?”I looked at her and she said, “I am really sorry Vinay. Don’t feel bad please,” and she firmed her hold on my hand. I had never been so close to Sneha. Maybe just a few hugs and handshakes once in a while. But this kind of closeness was very warm, sensual and tempting.We headed back. I dropped her home and stood on the. The meaning of the names coincides with the character’s purpose as well as the type of person they will evolve to be. I hope you enjoy, this story will be a long one.—Dragon_13) P.S.—to the one who wants to submit a story of their own, just write about your fantasies, what you would want to happen to you…that is where the inspiration for this story came from ,) ***** Kara’s eyes widened, her restless thoughts jerked from her mind. The Weimaraner sensed her fear and started licking her face. As. Today it barely survived. I had trained dozens of champions and hundreds of black belts. But, today I barely made ends meet teaching the local ghetto kids. Once I was a champion. Now, I wasn’t even a fighter. I went downstairs to the practice hall below my apartment, and looked at the exercise equipment. I hadn't used it for months. With Karin’s words still ringing in my ears, I picked up a barbell and grunted my way through ten repetitions of my usual routine. I felt exhausted and discouraged..