“I wouldn’t have offered if it wasn’t,” she said simply. “It’s the attic room. Come on.” I followed her up two flights of stairs, feelin... breathless and excited. Was I really going to share a bed with this gorgeous woman? Finally? Would anything... happen? The attic was a large, airy space dominated by an enormous four-poster bed, bathed in moonlight streaming in from uncovered skylights. I closed the door behind us, and Amy switched on a bedside lamp. “Turn around please,” she said. “So I can. He was always so proud of me. I was always a really great athlete. He used to come to my softball games and cheer me on. And now he'd probably never want to see me again. There's no escape. She's going to make me dress like a girl forever. She loves seeing me humiliated. She's probably looking for a school that will let me go to classes in a dress. What girl will ever want to go out with me? I might as well marry a guy. I can just see myself in a white satin wedding gown, standing before. Me te bot khadle ani mhanalo mummy ha suraj tuzya bembtit bot ghalto tu tyala kahich bolat nahi .Mummy mhanali are to tatoo kadhto chukun jat asel .He pahun suraj hasala ani tyane mummy la bembi pierce tochun ghentachi vinanti keli suraj mhanala aunty tumchya bembit khup sundar disel ani tumchya misterna khup avdel tevha mummy tyala mhanali ya age madhe lok mala hastil pan aunty tumhi tochun tar bagha nahi avadla tar ghalu naka .Mummy tayar zali suraj ne mummy la sofyavar basavle ani mala. I wasn't sure if she was agreeing with the plans of both councils or not, but I damn sure was going to find out. That night I sent a message to her knowing I'd get an almost immediate response I was already miles out of town. I'd been at the rock quarry almost 2 hours when I felt a presence approaching, this time I tripled my wards she would not ignore me, and I wouldn't answer to a fucking lackey. "I suggest that you leave, this will be your only chance open your mouth and you're dead." I spit.