I went out and grabbed dinner to return to find a bunch of emails. Unfortunately nothing caught my eye among the one or two letter replies so I scaven...ged the post to see what was there and one post caught my eye. I can't remember what was on it but it went along the lines of "Hey, looking for you first time with a guy, I'm not a creeper, I'm clean, have a nice place, and am looking for taller young men" Intrigued I replied with a descent email, it was the first time I'd ever replied to a post,. No, not here, not now. I knew what I needed to do. I had to follow you to your next destination. We would bump into eachother and you would recognize me from the mall. That would be my chance.I followed you guys. I know, I sound like a stalker, but you have to understand, when I want something, I ALWAYS get what I want. Problem was, you didnt go to another store. I followed you for 30 minutes until finally you guys pulled up to a house. You got out and grabbed your stuff and went in. I parked. Kirk's reply was notreassuring: "Of course, you'll have 'em. If you've got a cunt, thenit's going ooze blood once a month, like clockwork." Ooze blood? That sounds dangerous! Do girls ever die from theirperiods?"Kirk was "reassuring":Nah, they stuff a sponge or piece of cloth up their cunt to stop thebleeding. So girls rarely die from having a period, but I've heardthat they can become murderers when they're on the rag - real crazedlike that older chick with a guy's name in Fatal. I am working in a banking software co. And i am a Bengoli guy. Let the story began.Three manths pehele ki gatana hai.Mera kam ki silsile me muje bohut tour karna parta hai.Akbar me kharuppur(kgp)se 22 km. dur ak gau ki bank me giya tha. Uhase back karte karte sam hogeya. trakar stand par a ke patachala 15 min. Ke bad trakar milega, uhape ar ak lady vi khari thi. Gari ane ke time usinei bataya. Phar kuch der duno chup rehe, usne pucha “ap kaha jayoge” mene bola “kolkata”. O boli “mebhi kolkata.