Meera accepted shyly and sat down. She said her parents are coming home in half an hour. We chatted for a few minutes and decided to meet the next day...at my place before my parents came back (There were no cell phones in those days).Meera came the next day looking prettier, in a white shirt and blue jeans, open hair as usual. We watched tv and had a casual conversation. She completed her B.Com and was taking a break from studies. Then came the biggest shock, her marriage was fixed and the boy’s. But the answer seemed right. Tina still hadn't removed her hand from Cindy's shoulder, which meant that the lust the other girl had been generating was still pouring into her nerves."I'm really sorry about this," whispered Tina, looking down into Cindy's crystal blue eyes. ''Feel free to stop me..."She leaned down and brushed her lips across Cindy's. Cindy shuddered, but made absolutely no move to stop the other girl. Tina drew back a little, trying to control herself, and hoping that she. * * * I ran a lot that semester. Sometimes I would pass her by the lake, throwing my arms wide in a 'why not?' gesture that she would shake her head at and then ignore. One of her professors was part of a poker club I belonged to, so from time to time I'd stop by the class to chat and, if she didn't immediately disappear, strike up a conversation with her as she walked to her next class. It infuriated her to a degree, but there was also something in her - that deep, dark, demented part - that. Mostly, though, I was just pleased with myself. If a few people had to die so that the whole damned planet could be freed from tobacco addiction, well, that was a small price to pay.I had done a good thing.Essentially.I contented myself for several months, just checking the news of the world, watching for new forms of evildoing that I could conquer, but not imposing any new death sentences. I noticed that a new crop of dirty politicians was gradually emerging here and there, so I worked for.