I was working and staying alone at that time. In my neighbourhood, there was a businessman’s family. The husband had a garment business and wife was... a homemaker.Later, one girl visited them and I found out that she was the sister of that neighbour bhabhi. I met that new girl in a building elevator and said “hello” to her.Her name was Kavya. She must be around 21-22 years of age. Later I heard from my maid that Kavya has come to find a job in the IT sector. My maid said, “Sahab, aap ke office me. . thats okay. How much is the meter ? I cant see, it too dark over here.Auto driver: One.Mom: One ? what do you mean one ? One hundred rupees ?Auto driver: (Getting down from the auto) Just one thing madam ?I was hoping that he would ask for a kiss. But, he had other things in mind.Auto driver: Madam, I don’t want your money.Mom: Then ? … what do you want ?Auto driver: I want your maroon panties Madam.Mom: NO.. No way..!!Auto driver: I want to keep it as my angel’s remembrance Madam.Mom: Are. Ken swore that his heart must have stopped, as he watched his wife looking downat the black guy who was sitting beside her. He knew they were in a dangerousposition, and he wasn't sure on how to handle it. His arm involuntarilyreleased his grip from around her shoulder, and Sissy mistook it as a sign ofagreement.She ran her tongue over her upper lip again, but this time it was not for Ken'scum, but in anticipation of what might happen if this black man might force herto go down on him.Actually. The start.My name is Rath Cambson and this story started just the day after my 30th birthday. I was on my way to the store to buy things for dinner when suddenly I was dead. Yep, just dead I have no idea what killed me God wouldn't tell me. Yes, I met God. No, I'm not crazy … are you going to let me tell the story or not?I was standing in a nice modern style room that had two high back chairs and a small square table between them. I looked around the room for a door but there wasn't one. I.