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very nice :)

Found ittttt it was in my email luckily My heart raced with excitement as the airplane's wheels touched down on the tarmac of Casablanca's Mohammed V International Airport. I, Sowmya, a young Bengali housewife from Kolkata, had never been so far from home. The vibrant, exotic city unfolded...

lol zozo deleted it saying its a spam :( i had to retype it

the previous thread got deleted saying its a spam :(

My heart fluttered with anticipation as the plane descended over the glittering jewel that was Casablanca. I had been married to Avinash for six long years, and our love life had become as dry as the Sahara desert that lay beyond the city's sprawling skyline. The only solace was his letters...

I am Sowmya Roy, a 32-year-old Bengali woman balancing work, storytelling, and online connections with creativity, curiosity, and adventure.

after my night been alone, it was raining one day, my longing for my husband increased, his touch, his smell, his warmth...I was feeling so empty without him. As I lay on our bed, I felt the coldness of the sheets, and the dampness of my own arousal. The rain outside was playing a sweet melody...

"in the hot humid climate of Westbengal, during july when there is more humidity and warmth in the air than love, i, a bengali housewife of 30 years, found myself craving something more than the sweetness of sandesh and the occasional company of my neighbors. my husband, a handsome man with eyes...