He had seen his mother before, dressed more gorgeously but that had not attracted him as it had today. It was not the dress that had attracted him, it...was something else. His curiosity made him look at her closely and when his eyes went over her back, he suddenly felt ashamed; to look at his mother's back.Though he tried to shift his gaze he could not and when his mother stepped into the car his eyes followed her to the last glimpse. He sat in the car like a zombie and when they reached airport. ......Diese blinden H?hner.Da stehe ich fast neben ihnen hinter einem Baum, und die sehen mich nicht.Menschen eben.Dummk?pfe!Die rennen dem Typen hinter her.Das macht aber Spass.Ich habe Lust noch weiter zu spielen.Ich schnappe mir wieder den Letzten.............Ich habe ihn!"Na du b?ser, b?ser Bubi, mich einfach jagen! Sch?m dich!"...... " Aaahh....... HIII........ HILFEEEEEE!" RRROOOOWWW!!!!!"Der kann aber auch rennen.Ich weiss nicht, was die haben.Ich bin doch ein liebes. My uncle and my father did build two identical bungalows adjacent to each other where in one was occupied by us and the other by my uncle until he shifted abroad resulting in pooja’s entry in my life (pooja’s family bought the bungalow of my uncle).The bungalows are 2 storeyed. I had my room on the first floor while my parents slept on the ground floor. We had huge veranda on the first floor in both the bungalows With just 1wall between them.Her family too consists of three. She, her father and. My mother had told me once if a girl does that to you, she may want intimacy. “Lexie wants to stop and see you but she’s not sure how you will feel.”, Jen sighed. “If she wants to visit that is fine with me.”, I replied. That seemed to be the answer Jennifer Thomas was looking for. She changed the subject from Lexie to what had happened the night I was attacked. Since I had very few details it was a short conversation. About fifteen minutes after that she left promising she would return. I fell.