Me – bad, how he missing an angel.If I could be there wow I never let you feeling like thisMeenu – really nice to hear, hey what about ur life, ho...w are the things going onMe – Same opposite to me she lost interest in sex .she is fully on spiritual she always in pooja room.Meenu – sorryMe – its okay,Meenu – what u staring at meMe – haha just lookingMeenu – don’t lie please be openMe – ok I will tell you if don’t think different, your lips are so attractive and you have perfect structure,Meenu-. I asked her to get admitted to the hospital but she refused. She did not want to trouble her parents either. She had always been a strong girl.The next two days I visited her, I noticed that she was wearing the same top. Perhaps it was too difficult for her to change. Her fractured hand wasn’t paining but the bruises on the other hand were bad and she had seriously restricted movement. I asked her to move to the hospital or to my apartment. She agreed to get admitted in the hospital as she. As if I was a puppet I turned round to face him. He was gorgeous. He was naked except for a pair of boxers. I had seen how ripped his physique he was in the changing rooms and I had wanted it then. I had envied it. I wanted it now. But differently. I didnt want to be him. I wanted him. I wanted the opposite of being muscular. I wanted to be tiny so that he could wrap his huge arms around me like Hercules. Without thinking I stretched my hand out and stroked his chest. He smiled as I caressed. Please, honorable Mastersan, may I show you my need?" Shethrew her words to the ground as if they were diseased animals, itseemed physically painful for her to form them and force them out of herdelicate mouth. Her body was shaking like a leaf from the strain, and Iwondered how I would cope with all I was going through with the addedburden of using a foreign language as well. I couldn't watch anotherminute. I stood up and closed the gap between us, taking her head in myhands and lifting it so.