They just could not compare to that which I had once had.I put my desires for a relationship aside and instead I poured my energy into my studies. I g...raduated near the top of my class with an MBA. I went home to spend a month with my parents before heading out in pursuit of a career. Two weeks passed and then one day my Mom handed me a package."This came in the mail for you today Steve," she said.I went to my room and opened it. It was a book entitled "My adventures" by Lewis Grey. There was no. I wondered if Belinda had as much fun in the shower all the time.If this was a dream, it was the most interestingly detailed one I had ever had. If it was a dream, I would probably wake up soon, and everything would be normal. On the other hand, this all seemed too real to be a dream. If it wasn't a dream, there were a bunch of questions that I would have to find the answers to pretty soon.Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off and finding a toothbrush, brushed my teeth. I admired the. The original estimates said that 400,000 people would be there. There would be Anti-War protesters, Black Militants, Anti-Gays, Drug Advocates, Vietnam Vets, Rednecks, Gays, Lesbians, bisexuals, anti-drug advocates, pro-government squares, hippies and their flower children.They were all coming to listen to some major bands and artists. Major artists like Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix and The Grateful Dead were expected to play. Thirty-two bands in total were scheduled to play. The festival would. . It was a big house and since it was a wedding, lots of relatives flooded the house. Let me describe Anjali. She was married and must be in the early 30s. She was sizzling hot and had a great figure. Anyone can get attracted to her. I always had the knack of analyzing women and the kind of looks she gave me when we first met was enough for me to know what all are her intentions.On the day of baarat, we were all enjoying and dancing. She grabbed my hand and asked me to dance with her. The way.