Adultery Priya Didi

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Hello Madam,


I disappeared from the site for a few days… and I return only to find you already on page 89.
Are you by any chance the cousin sister of Usain Bolt?
Because the speed at which you write could put even lightning to shame!

And what is this mysterious bond between Ravi’s luck, romance, and motor vehicles?

Someone please whisper to him that his destiny seems to be tied to wheels —
whether it’s the first encounter in the auto, or that unforgettable moment in the Mini Cooper,
which felt like he had hit the jackpot of his lifetime. Now I’m wondering…
will the final moments also take place in a vehicle? Only Madam’s secret vault of imagination knows!

Your narration has a mood of its own like standing alone on a vast open beach,
clouds gathering above, hinting at rain. A soft wind curls around the body,
sending a gentle shiver that is both thrill and anticipation. You don’t know when the rain will fall,
but you feel it approaching, and that waiting itself becomes a pleasure,
a quiet trembling in the calm before the downpour.

That is what your story feels like a beautiful romance  in slow motion.

Right now, Madam, we are all on a roller coaster holding tight to the safety bar with white knuckles, laughing, trembling, thrilled  and yet, the ride never seems to end.
Only you can decide when to pull the brakes. But until then, we are more than happy to keep spinning and soaring with every twist of your sentences.

Through your words, we slip into Ravi’s world so completely that it feels like a kind of parakaya pravesam stepping into another soul, another body, another breath to experience the warmth of Priya’s nearness, the softness of her presence, her tender skin ,  the firmness of her globes, the subtle stir of emotions that Ravi himself feels.

But Madam… please remember, we readers also have a life outside Ravi’s body!
If you keep us trapped inside his emotions for too long, we might forget our own!

So whenever you feel the moment is right, release us gently back into our ordinary world.
Until then, let your story carry us like a tender tide pulling us farther into its depths.

You are  such a bad habbit , making me to come  to the site  every day.   But  I  love to visit and see the updates. 

Thanks for the romantic Journey.