She was beautiful, but arrogant. She was fond of sex, but never enjoyed with her husband. She was my first love, but her sexual pleasure had snatched my happiness. She ditched me, I kicked her. Who was she? A dissatisfied Indian woman who was hunting for sex, and I was the culprit. After three decades, I am remembering those memorable moments for expressing a live confession.
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