Aj mai apko meri ow kahani sunaungi,jo kuchdin pahle hua. Chat karte karte mera kuch chat friends ban gaya tha.usme se ek thi housewife. Uski sat chat... karne ke samay bahut sare bate hoti thi,dhire dhire humdono ki dosti badne lagi. Hum dono ek dusro ka ph no. Mil gaya. Ab chat kam phone pe bate jayda hone lagi.Tab ek din maine kaha ke chalo hum dono ek din milte hay. Mitali pahele raji nahi horahi thi,do hapto ke bad usko manaya maine. One Friday we met at New Market.pahle se thik tha ke hum. "How can this be so perfect?" she asked quietly. "Would I have felt this way if your aces had made you the winner?" "Did you come here with ill intent for me, or to seduce me?" he asked. She was puzzled by his question. "No?" she replied. "Then you have made me the winner," he said. He ended the conversation by kissing her gently. She started a new conversation by rolling her hips and digging her heels into his ass. He replied by lifting his ass against her heels and then driving forward to. And she resolved, over and over, every time that hope crept up on her, that she was fine with things like this, that she had important things to do, and no time for handsome archers, no matter how attractive.She was therefore entirely shocked the day that she saddled her horse, collected her bag full of deliveries, and climbed up wearily – after a night spent singing by the fire until far too late – to find Nathaniel, mounted on his own, beautiful roan stallion, seemingly ... waiting for. "WHAT? He was ordered to 'remove' them? Out here that can only mean 'kill' them. Are things that bad on Woden that we've stooped to this? Wodenites don't go around slaughtering innocent people, surely not!" exclaimed Marlon.The remainder of the crew on the bridge were also looking shocked at what the pilot of the harvest ship had been ordered to do.Captain Marlon's shoulders slumped and he let out a sigh. Ever since he had received the message telling him Woden was at war he had had a sinking.