Based on "Winter" by William ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights. I went to office and had a busy day and Ended it with a late-night Conf call with Onsite. My teammate Anjali also attended. As it was 10:30 pm and no office bus was available, she requested for a lift on bike till her colony. This was very common between us whenever it was too late. I never had Sexual intentions on her, though she was a very good looking woman, with amazing figure, well dressed to compliment her figure and amazingly attractive face with deep green eyes, long loose hair.She was.Read More
