" Thanks, Uncle Mike. I am going to go up and change and will be right back. Oh, what are we drinking?" she laughingly asked, as she started to walk t...wards the stairs."Oh, Joey said to give this to you." She tossed me a small plastic envelope with three joints in it."Oh, um...tell him thanks."I put the weed on the side table and went to get another drink. I figured, what the hell, the kid had a rough night, so I poured her a couple of fingers of scotch.I set the glasses on the table in front. Antonne..em naa pooku sairpoledaa’ andi..;aaahh…lanja nee puku mundu edi paniki raade.nee lanti pooku inko vadna pettu aite ilaane undaali’ annaa…’nee madda lechindo ledo ema kaavaalo choosikune baadhyata naade’…aammaaaaaa…ani arichindi..kinda na madda digindi lopala…”dengara dengara dengu…”cehppu mari evarni padukobedtaavo cheppu’ anna’mana officelo sridevi undi kadaa daani padukobedta..daani sallu pooku naalaage untaayi ‘ andi…’lanaja naa maddanu em cheyadalchukunnave illaa. We were nothing without eachother.As our penises hardened, and our balls tightened. We were envelopes oflove for each other and of each other still. Some people wait for emailor the post or a phone ringing or a door bell chiming and they wait along long time. Maybe for all of their days. We speak our love songs andour words are wind chimes and telephone bells. We touch to each other'schest and play with each other's nipples, hardening them as much as ourcocks, and the phone is answered, the. It was a madhouse. Luckily, by using the back entrance through the locker rooms, I was able to escape their attempts to interview me.At lunch, the girls told me that they could no longer go to the dance with me. Their parents had forbidden them from going out with me. I had already reserved and paid for the rental of a limousine. I’d had to use my corporate checking account to get around the age restriction. I wasn’t asked many questions after they had the check. Oh well, I would probably have.