It was a poem written for Neeshu.“The shower of the golden girl,Bestowed and carved on my canvas of love and dream.In my arms you glide like an ange....Feel thy butterflies in my soul.To shiver your spines.Up-to your and my core.”Neeshu was just beaming with joy and smile. This made both of them melt in the cold weather. Neeshu put the poem on the table. She was oozing with emotions and hot and dark fantasies inside her. Neeshu just put her hand on Satvik’s jeans button and unbuttoned it. It was. Alex was happy to finally be done with his task, not onlybecause of the mind numbing work, but also the uncomfortable heat ofthe server room. Having that many computers running at once hadpractically turned the place into a sauna.Heading out into the parking lot and getting into his car he foundoddly that the heat had not dissipated and if anything he was feelingeven warmer. Chalking it up to warm weather he turned on the airconditioner and started driving home, the sun setting behind him. As. More

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