This story follows an incident in the life of an Indian woman named Rupali. Rupali is 32 years old, divorced. She has an average face, Indian-fair skin complexion, nicely shaped big boobs, flat stomach and sight curvy waist. fully aware of her appeal. Her thighs are thick & amazingly attractive just like her boobs and buttocks.
She had a boyfriend during her college years, and they were in a relationship for seven or eight years, with fulfilling sex life. However, he refused to marry her due to caste issues and pressure from his family. Around the same time, her father insisted she marry a government servant of the same caste. Sadly, the marriage did not last. Her husband often drank heavily in the evenings and was abusive. She filed for divorce and began a new life in a new city.
She started working as a teacher in a government college and is currently assigned to a college in a small village. She lives in a rented two-story house on the outskirts of the village, occupying the ground floor, with another tenant on the upper floor. The area is generally quiet and not very crowded.
Rupali is independent, she works, earns money, cooks, and manages most household tasks on her own. She wears sarees when at college and Indian nighties or slips at home. She is a minimalist and only keeps things she uses or needs.
This story is narrated through excerpts related to this incident from Rupali's daily journal.
She had a boyfriend during her college years, and they were in a relationship for seven or eight years, with fulfilling sex life. However, he refused to marry her due to caste issues and pressure from his family. Around the same time, her father insisted she marry a government servant of the same caste. Sadly, the marriage did not last. Her husband often drank heavily in the evenings and was abusive. She filed for divorce and began a new life in a new city.
She started working as a teacher in a government college and is currently assigned to a college in a small village. She lives in a rented two-story house on the outskirts of the village, occupying the ground floor, with another tenant on the upper floor. The area is generally quiet and not very crowded.
Rupali is independent, she works, earns money, cooks, and manages most household tasks on her own. She wears sarees when at college and Indian nighties or slips at home. She is a minimalist and only keeps things she uses or needs.
This story is narrated through excerpts related to this incident from Rupali's daily journal.
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