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"he apparently loves that fucking slut tara and finds flaws in my perfection just even to talk to to me", pooja was furious. she has been trying to make sanjiv pay attention to her and all she has been able to achieve was salty, tasteless smack on her lips. but she knew the day sanjiv's lips would be affectionate, they would suck her life. there is a lot of difference in loving someone and asking someone to love you, she thought.