But why are you doing that?" She didn't sound quite as scandalized as she had before."If I can't talk you into going back to bed, I have to do somethi...g or I'll get blue balls. You inflame me. What else can I do?" You can act your age," she said. I noticed her eyes were on my hand, which was still slowly sliding up and down, pulling the foreskin off my knob, and then pushing it back up to cover things."This activity has nothing to do with age," I said. "How do you think I dealt with things. .and pushed thetampon in. It didn't feel quite right --- as if it could --- and ittook me a few minutes before I felt it slide through to the right spotwith a gasp.I followed the string with my fingertips to make sure it was danglingout as far as it could. Nice and safe. I thought about Debbie's threat,that the next time she saw me at the hospital it would be a fullexamination, whatever that might entail. I made sure the tampon couldbe removed and then found my cell, taking a picture for. Uska rply aaya ok 5 min me poch rahi hu. Phir me uska wait kar karha tha tabhi thodi der me car ka darvaja khula vo aai aur beth gai. Mene pucha susmita to usne bola yes. Mene sidha car chalu ki aur hotel me jane k liye nikal pade. Susmita ne pura face dhaka huva tha mene bola city se bahar nikal kar face dikha na koi hame dekh na le. Phir thodi der k baad highway par chad kar usne apna face dikhaya. Dikhne me mast thi bahut gori nahi thi lekin uska figer mast tha.Mene flower diye usne thankyou. “Oh fuck Amber, I’m so sorry,” I replied, wrapping my arms around her in consolation. She lay there crying, as tears soaked through my shirt, for what seemed like an eternity. Her entire body shook with each sob, as her whole world was collapsing around her. I felt genuine sorrow and sympathy for her, Amber was way too nice for someone to do that to her.I held her until she stopped crying, slowly she looked up with her red, puffy eyes. “I’m sorry, she said, “It’s not your problem, I shouldn’t.