"Mr. Harkness? There is a Shelly Dawson here to see you. Yes sir."He hung up and told me that Mr. Harkness would be right down. About two minutes late...r a tall, attractive, middle aged man came up to the desk."Shelly?" Yes."He offered me his hand and said, "Don Harkness. Follow me please. We have to go to the office and get you your credentials and a parking pass. Queen told you the hours, right?" He said three to nine." Good. Actually it will only be until seven on the last day of the show.. 'Cara, your awfully quiet tonight' her father asked suspiciously 'Im just waiting for them dad' Cara repliedHer father gave her a confused look. 'Waiting for who darli....He never got to finish that sentence. That's when Caras Night of revenge started.The door flew open and in came 7 hooded figures. All holding guns. They moved towards the terrorised family.'What the fuck' screamed Caras father as he stood up to protect his family'SIT THE FUCK DOWN' menaced one of the hooded figures, pointing. My beautiful Head Goddess and everlasting soul mate Venus telepathically sees you JuventasWith her girly magic, Her unequalled passion, And her feminine fervent lust for you Juventas.For she vehemently communicates to me with poetic words and romantic power:“ Let us relish this gorgeous cute princess and methodically fuck her!Let us my handsome warrior make love to this uneducated duchess and lovingly show her the way!Let us emancipate this exquisite baby doll from the chains of droning routine. He had gone for his studies to the United states. “Hey Akila.. how are you?” He demanded walking into the apartment. He was his flamboyant self. I offered him tea and we talked about the old days. He was married with three kids. He had married an Italian girl. The topic turned to me. At some point I broke down and told him about Vishals inability to impregnate me and the stress it was causing. His hand reached up to caress my cheek. Tears slipped down my cheek, and I turned back to glare.