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was he hurt for such a small thing as a friendly leg-pulling? this emotional?
she could hardly believe it. a guy so preoccupied with sex...whose sense
of humor started and ended with the lowest common denominator..how
could he mind so much  Anna's bit of fun-making? he was not hurt when
Anna forbade him to message. neither when she rebuked him for his wish
 to chat her up in his wife's absence. rather he ignored unashamedly
the whole thing n continued, all the while feigning ignorance about the true
 meaning of her message. Anna decided to believe the tone of Armaan and
 was sorry that her mere words could hurt him so....
and his hurt gave her joy..like after a long summer day you roll your tongue
 over the white mound of  vanilla ice-cream, the pale-red tongue breaking into
cold ecstasy  n you feel there is nothing much wrong with the world..as if the world
was a good place to live in..and the aroma of vanilla filling your nostrils..she could
 see herself in Armaan. from behind the curtain of fun n jokes, a sensitive soul
peered and beckoned Anna. have a look, please!



10.12p.m.......


Armaan:ADOLOSCENT BOYZ
FULL OF 'S'
OBSESSIONS
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           (to be contd.)