Hum log kafi khus the koi kami nit hi ek dusre ka khayal rakhte aur padhai bhi karte.Ek din mujhe jaruri kaam se Delhi jana tha to mein apne friend ki... bike leke gaya ate waqt mera accident ho gaya mein bach gaya halki kharoche ayi lekin bike ka bura hal ho gaya friend ne jab bike dekhi to vo roo pada ki uske dad use ni chodenge kese bhi karke bike shai karani hai to mene kheDiya ki thik hai mein karwa deta hu mene khe to diya tha lekin pata nit ha ki mein kese karta kyuki kharcha takriban 30k. He'd treated each as he did any of his potential investments. He did his research. He delved deep into their respective histories. He knew their backgrounds, he knew their personalities, and most importantly he knew what strings to pull in order to manipulate them. Over the last few weeks, he'd seen through the young man's efforts to conceal his growing apprehension. That's why he met with him personally today--to give him that last nudge of momentum he needed.Dominique was less complicated.. .LOL.. i said "who is this?". the sweet voice said Oh sorry wrong number, good night./"I was very curious, because, many people talk with me on cell phone, but this was unusual, OK OK i admitted the voice was very pleasant, so i wanted to call her again, cause i had the number in call list, and i wanted to listening to sweet voice little longer.So I called her, the voice had asked " Who is it". I started story that i want to "investigate" who was calling and why? LOL, stupid..She said " OK OK,. .,all my body was fully ruined all body wounded full of blood my tits were on the verge of breaking due to pulling my poor body from breasts behind a horse and i was not in state of having energy to utter even a word…some maids came and lifted me to some guest room of the pavillion where they treated my wounds,fed me good food for few months and after recovery i was made to exercise daily and now things seemed to change for good as clean and good clothes were given to me to wear all was good.