Then the girl with the blue hair stepped forward and said “my name is Mai; it is a pleasure to meet you.” I was in shock her voice was like ringi...ng glass, it was like nothing like I had ever heard and I liked it.Next the girl with the pony tail stepped forward and said is a sexy tone that made me hard on the spot ”my name is Rose, your wish is my command; it’s an honor to meet you.” I was flabbergasted at her forwardness, but my uncle only seemed amused. I could not help but think that. I spent all my childhood thinking I would match my father’s height, then at some point I had to accept that I’d stopped growing. Sounds like I’ve had an easy life if that’s all I had to worry about. The war started when I was about eight or so. I’m probably supposed to talk about the things that changed, and how it affected everything. I don’t really know what to say. I don’t remember what things were like ‘before’. The war seemed far away. It was a sequence of events seen through the TV. There is a curious style, a great sense of high voltage about Rukku. A round face, jasmine over her dark hairs and its aroma was increasing the mood. The famous Mysore sweet ‘Mysore Pak’ colored skin, buttery oily moist soft pair of lips which was provoking to be tasted. Her killer brown eyes will make any man go crazy.Rukku was wearing a red colored saree with brown and green borders, which was covering her boobs completely. But belly button and a milky navel were clearly visible. A matching. I am a happily married woman." Thank you. We will not intrude. Goodbye." Goodbye. Don't call again!"Ruth turned away from the phone. "Another blasted scam. This one is offering to get me a job offer in government security at "advantageous rates". I only have to pay them an "introductory fee". I know what then happens: no job. I was not born yesterday." Live with it, doll. There is a new scam every day. At least it wasn't your fool of a husband this time. Why don't we just concentrate on our own.