“Why, she’s 22. Aren’t you about that age?” “Exactly 22, yes.” Mary thought of Jane’s tired, grey face, her straggly, pepper-and-salt h...ir, her frail frame and veiny hands. She looked at Sandy’s knowing grin. Mary shook her head to clear her mind. She didn’t want to finish her thought, but Sandy wasn’t going to let it go yet. “You look a lot like her, actually.” And she snapped her gum again. Mary knew that wasn’t true. Yes, she and Jane were about the same height, about five foot three. So, that went quite well, and I owe you a favour.”“I did it for her. She’s my friend.”“I know”, I said. “Still, she might not remember to thank you herself. She’s not very good with things like that, and she’ll probably be quite distracted. At any rate, whatever she does about it, you know you can call on me.”Sylvia did deserve my thanks, and that little mention about Amanda being distracted would stick in her mind. She’d keep an eye on her and look after her if she needed it. The game I was. “It’s all right Tommy. You didn’t hurt me. I love you, baby. I didn’t know it would be like this. I can’t stand the thought of leaving you, even for a few hours. Do I have it bad, sweet heart?” He finally recovered his composure somewhat. “My God, Tammy! No girl has ever loved me like you just did. You gave me your heart. You fucked me as if your very life depended on my love. Christ, honey dew, how can I not love you? I meant what I said. If you were legal, I’d take you to Vegas and get. Thus it was a cheap strategy to not wait too long knowing that the girl is an amateur and will take a little longer to finish the game. We paid for the drinks; n went towards the Chao Phraya river front. All this while the Priya I knew had completely vanished and I had an extremely quiet, reserved n even sad Priya in front of me. I hated to see her like that and in a flash simply held her hand and we went back to the same bar.I hoped the ruffians to b still there and as expected they were still.