Sandra: My hero He goes closer to her ear and whispers… Samuel: There are many fine women in the world, but you are the best of them all! I love only you! She is touched by all these words and her body becomes warm. He kisses her neck. Sandra: Samuel, do you remember, the first time we sat and chatted long distance? Samuel: I’m afraid no. It was a long time ago. Sandra: Well, till today I remember something about that day. You gave me a hug that day. That hug meant everything to me. It was your first hug. Samuel: I remember now. You didn’t react. I thought you got offended. Sandra: I didn’t say anything because I was blushing. Samuel: Oh, really? I got worried and thought I’d lost you. Sandra: Oh, no. How could I walk off from the man who swept me off my feet? Samuel: Okay, that was then? What about now? Sandra: You’ve not lost that charm, even now. Every time you whisper sweet romantic things into my ear in that soft voice of yours, every time you touch me, I’m left totally breathless. Samuel: I see. Let us thank God for everything, shall we? Sandra: Sure They both bow their heads to pray. Samuel prays Samuel: God Almighty, we thank you for creating us for one another. Give us the strength to make it through today! Samuel and Sandra are still sitting on the bed, in each other’s arms and looking deeply into each other’s eyes. He hugs her tightly. Sandra: Release me, you big gorilla! He tickles her. Sandra: Boy, that tickles! Suddenly Samuel’s phone vibrates. It’s a sms from his boss Andrew. The message reads, “Samuel, I am really sorry for what happened yesterday. You were right. I am a faggot. I wish I was as bold as you. Sorry, for being such a coward and letting you down. I’ve requested the Manager to reverse your PIP. See you later in the afternoon. I love you. – Andrew” Sandra: Who is it from? You seem upset. Samuel: Andrew. He’s sorry about yesterday. I need to apologize to him. I made him look small in front of my colleagues and superiors. That was so bad of me. He loves me and I broke his heart by what I did. How could I be so mean? Why does everything I touch turn to shit? He stands there with a sad look on his face. Sandra reads the message Sandra: It’s okay, honey. He’s sorry about it. You can forgive him. And you’re sorry about it, so he can forgive you. Samuel: What time is it? Sandra: (Looks at the mobile) 11AM.
The story of a Goan family
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