Her tank’s shelf bra provided the support she needed. When everyone, except Fran, was ready to go, I lifted Fran into my arms. Her legs automaticall... went around my waist and arms around my neck. Her head was on my shoulder, snoring lightly in my ear.I was moved over to a showerhead halfway down one of the walls. I was surprised when the girls all came over to wash Fran as I held her. When we had rinsed her off, we got her arms and legs loose so I could turn her around to let them wash her. I didn’t see Becky, either, but I was sure she’d show up.I didn’t get another look before the house lights went down and our band director, Mr. J., stepped out from the wings to impressive applause. After he gave the usual speech about no video or audio recording and telling everyone to silence their cell phones under penalty of death, he talked a little about the pieces we’d be performing and then turned around to us and raised his baton.The concert was pretty good. I cracked a note during my. Just then a car arrived and she told me “ab main tumhe apne doston ke saat bhej rahin hoon, yaad rakhna tumhen randi ki tarha chudwana hoga”.i was feeling exciting at her suggestion.I sat inside the car and went with him.we reached a big house.he dropped me and left.i walked inside like a woman.it was dificult to walk with the saree and high heels.i went inside and there were two persons inside sitting on a sofa.they called me to come and sit with them.i went and sat between them.they. She ordered a margarita and turned toward Laura. "Do you know anyone?" Pat asked. "No, but I expect to real soon," Laura said confidently. She downed another shot of tequila and ordered another one. A tall cowboy with handsome western attire stepped up and introduced himself to Laura. Pat noticed that his boots were dirty. ‘He's real,’ she thought. "Want to dance?" he asked Laura. Laura downed her shot of tequila. "Why sure, cowboy!" Laura said looking up at his eyes. She offered her.