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    Thank you! I'm glad to be writing again as well. Happy that you're enjoying the story.
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    Travis wanted to surprise his suspect’s step mother. He waited outside the Baker family’s mansion and when he spotted her car pull in, he followed suit. Nina was not perturbed at finding a suited up man getting out of the car behind her. In fact it was the detective who was intrigued. The photos did not do her justice; Nina Baker was one stunning woman. It wasn’t so much the precision of her features as it was her schooled expression, her carriage and of course world class fashion sense that ga
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    I mean to keep it. One more chapter added. Hope you enjoy it.
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    One would be hard pressed to say whether it was the son or the father who was more nervous about the dinner. Jason had spent the entire day cooking and Corey - cleaning! It was a surprise for Jason too. Normally the young teen demanded rewards for merely picking up after himself. You could not have told that was the case given how he had made every room in the house shine. When Jason found his son scrubbing a bathroom floor, he was forced to comment: “Son! I don’t think Travis would be seeing t
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    Thank you, Sacredlove. I appreciate your comments and feedback. I just re-edited the chapter, btw. Nakul is an important character as you might have guessed. Hope I am able to keep your interest.
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    “So your Mom won’t see reason. What else is new?” Within half an hour of meeting each other, Priya and I were at a bar. It was early afternoon and the place had just opened with the two of us as its only patrons. Our server was clearly filling in for someone and gave us a judgmental smirk after placing the Bloody Maries on the table. Priya paused to take a sip of her drink before continuing. “You really need to see what your priority in life is. Getting their approval or being happy.” I playe
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    The Scott boys started early on their journey back home. Corey slept through the first hour of the drive. When he was fully awake, they pulled off the freeway for a Starbucks breakfast. Jason had thought that his son would be excited at the prospect of being reunited with his friends. No signs of joy were evident in the unusually petulant face of the youngster sitting in front of him. Munching on a banana bread Corey seemed almost sad. When he caught his father’s concerned look, the boy cleared
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    My moan filled the little room. I was in Bangalore and my body was being sent into ecstasy by the hands of my once regular masseur in a dingy one-room apartment that he lived in. Raj was a shy young man of light complexion and an ever ready smile when I had last seen him. There was a lot more ruddiness to his person now. When I hunted him down after all these years he was surprised and elated in equal measure. I had not counted on him to retain the same phone number; Or to still be living in Ban
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    “Where are you going?” “I don’t know. Anywhere, I’ll take a walk through the fields.” “You’ll get lost. Don’t go anywhere. Sit at home. You’re going to Bangalore tomorrow anyway. Can’t you be patient for a day?” “No.” Despite Mother’s persistent nagging I pulled on a pair of shorts and boat shoes and headed out. It had been two days since we reached my parents’ house and I was getting stir crazy. Constant stream of visitors and relatives had not helped. What do you do? Where do you live? Wh
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    Thank you, sacredlove. Appreciate the feedback. Hope I'm able to meet your expectations.
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    Due to Father’s frequent transfers Radha and I grew up in many different towns all over India. Naturally it was difficult for us to form lasting friendships with our school mates. She was three years older to me. Elder sisters are addressed in Hindi as ‘didi’. It is the same in Bengali and most other North Indian languages. In Tamil and Telugu the term is ‘akka’ and in Malaylam, my mother tongue, it is ‘cheychi’. Despite being reprimanded, sometimes severely, by grandparents and other relatives
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    In movies you always find a con artist with a heart of gold, a hot princess or a millionaire telling interesting stories sitting beside you in an airplane. My luck usually draws mothers with infants on lap, snorers or worse, talkers who bore me. If it were another Indian in the next seat chances are they would fall into the last category. Of course their interest is stoked only once it’s established that you are a fellow techie making a sizeable income. Invariably they ask the question “but why
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    I loved it. I watched in the bathroom mirror how Jake’s eyes rolled back as I pulled at his lush brown hair and pounded into him. He held on to the sink when I picked up pace. Knowing that I’d made him orgasm only a few minutes ago was a thrill that egged me on. That I could give him so much pleasure was a rush. It’s perhaps akin to an athlete’s feelings when they’re performing well? The thought and the friction tided me over and made me reach my own release. Later, after we’d cleaned ourselves
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    Shekhar is going back home for what would be the most cathartic trip of his life. It could be the making of him or leave him with the deepest of scars. And he knows it.
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    thanks do much, glad you enjoyed it. i re-read it and man does it need cleaning up and editing. was my first attempt. haven't been in a great place recently to be able to write. your feedback helps. happy holidays!
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    Glad to find at least one follower of Tennis.... So you must have enjoyed last week's breakthrough for Canadian Tennis. You're right about Nadal, Murray and Djokovic being young. I see them dominating another couple of years, till the next Olympics may be. But they will climb down in the next few years, it's inevitable. And my feeling is that we'd have the merry-go-round of late nineties again, anyone who wins a GS and two masters climbs to No.1. Janowicz is increasingly looking like the real deal. Don't trust Dimitrov has the physicality or the commitment to work on it.
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    “I knew it was a mistake as soon as I said the words. I should’ve kept quiet.” Travis said ruefully. “Don’t sweat over it man! I don’t think the SOB was going to give us anything anyway.” was what Mallory had to say. Friday morning found Jason, Mallory and Travis discussing the knots in the case. It was turning out to be far more complicated than they had initially suspected. The particular mistake they were talking about was Travis’s attempt to put words into Mike’s mouth when he had looked v
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    Travis was trying to catch a break, locking himself up inside the men's toilet. Dayton Baker’s questioning had left him drained. He had opened an angle in the investigation and in the process managed to scratch a very personal wound. To top it off Mallory Smith, although doing a favorable about face had made things really awkward for him with Jason. He could only imagine how annoyed Sergeant Scott would be at that moment. Hell, if it were him, he would be pissed off at being the butt of his subo
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    thanks Foster
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    “Thanks for coming in today Mr. Baker.” Dayton Baker, the epitome of a Wall Street type who had had years to work on his pizzazz and cockiness gave a distracted nod to Mallory Smith, in deference to her obvious higher rank over the twink on her side. What he did not know was that Sergeant Scott was also watching him, from across the mirrored wall. “I assumed it was routine since you people had finally caught my Son. I would like to get it over with ASAP. Have a lunch meeting at tewlve.” Travis
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    On his second Wednesday in the city Travis drove to his new apartment, after work. He had finalized it over the weekend and ordered some basic pieces of furniture online. Movers had come and left the mattress in his bedroom earlier in the day. He was looking forward to spending the first night in his new abode. As soon as he got in, he took a tour to reacquaint himself with the place. There were boxes of books and IKEA packs lying around in the living room. The apartment itself was not very big
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    thanks a lot for your comments KaimukiMan... you can read my other story to stay occupied
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    Jason had inherited the beautiful Washington made three cabin boat from his father. A little over a year ago James Scott had died of a heart attack at the relatively young age of sixty two, leaving behind his post retirement indulgence in the care of his son. It was their first time on the boat after James had passed away and for Jason and Corey it was tough to cope with memories of previous trips and the sense of loss they brought. Father and son wanted to have the best of times though, knowing
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    “Let’s do one thing,” Jason said. He, Mallory and Travis were in Jason’s office discussing the ‘night-club homicide’. “Let me see the footage myself before I try to resolve this argument.” “I’ll get my laptop” Mallory said and left the room. Travis had stuck to his word and shared his findings with Detective Smith, first. Instead of earning him brownie points, it had led to a huge argument that he was questioning the merit of her current investigation. Jason was asked to intervene as they were
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