Thursday 18 February 2010

A REAL STORY ON THE SHERMETOVA AIRPORT --MOSCOW.

DEAR READERS,
HELLO.FEB.,19TH,2010.I WAS RETURNING BACK TO INDIA BY AEROFLOT FROM THE SHERMETOVA AIRPORT OF MOSCOW.I WAS WAITING FOR THE DEPARTURE.I SAW 20 ENGLISH TEENAGERS COUPLE HUGGING EACH OTHERS WAIST AND WALKING.THEY WERE EXTERNALLY SHOWING THEIR SUPERIORITY THROUGH THEIR GESTURES,BUT INTERNALLY ALL THE 20 ENGLISH GIRLS WERE WATCHING ME WITH GREAT AFFECTION AND LOVE.THEY WERE ATTRACTED BY MY MAGNETISM.
NOW,AN IMPORTANT POINT TO NOTE IS THAT THE RACIAL SUPERIORITY IS AN ARTIFICIALLY BUILT DISCRIMINATION.INTERNALLY,EVERY WHITE GIRLS LOVES US.THEY ARE ONLY SCARED FROM AN OLD ORTHODOX PRINCIPLES OF THEIR OLD PARENTS.
LENA'S FATHER CALLED ME A BLACK SLAVE.LENA LEFT HER FATHER'S HOUSE,BECAUSE SHE WAS EXTREMELY IMPRESSED FROM ME.THE SAME LENA TOLD ME BOLDLY THAT SHE HATED HER FATHER WHO WAS A NOBEL LAUREATE,BECAUSE HE FIRST FUCKED HER INSIDE THE BATH ROOM WHEN SHE WAS ONLY 9 YEARS OLD.HER PARENTS TRIED THEIR BEST TO SEPERATE US BUT FAILED.I VERY MUCH LOVE THE RUSSIAN AND AN UKRAINIAN GIRLS BECAUSE THEY ARE THE PRETTIEST,THE MOST DESCENT AND VERY KIND HEARTED GIRLS OF THIS WORLD.I LOVE UKRAINE AND RUSSIA.
IN MY 3 YEARS OF AN EDUCATION IN UKRAINE,I NEVER FELT THE RACIAL DISCRIMINATION.THE UKRAINIAN-RUSSIAN GIRLS ARE MAD ON INDIAN BOYS.
ONCE I WAS STANDING OUT OF THE GENERAL STORE,I BOUGHT ORANGES.I STARTED PEELING THE ORANGES ON THE STREET,SUDDENLY AN OLD RUSSIAN MAN,COLLECTED ALL THE PEELS FROM THE GROUND AND INSERTED IT IN THE DUSTBIN.HE TOLD TO ME THAT 'DEAR SON,THIS NOT YOUR INDIA,PLEASE DON'T MAKE IT DIRTY'.AFTER THIS I NEVER DID THIS JOB AGAIN.
I LOVED RUSSIAN,UKRAINIAN,ARABIAN,EGYPTIAN,ENGLISH,AFRICAN,SCANDINAVIANS GIRLS AND HAD SEX WITH THEM,GERMANS,FRENCH ETC.WHAT I FOUND THAT ALL WANTED TO GIVE THEIR BEST OUT OF THEM TO ME.ALL LOVED ME.I VERY MUCH MISS YOU DARLINGS,VERY MUCH.YOU PEOPLE ARE 300 YEARS AHEAD OF THE INDIAN GIRLS.I LOVE YOU PEOPLE VERY VERY MUCH,BECAUSE I KNOW THE REALITY.
SINCERELY,
RINKU ADARSH

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