James swung his bike onto the mall’s covered parking lot, manuevering it to the little corner where they had all the bikes parked. His favorite spot...was unoccupied, which meant that his parking was free (assuming Harold, the asshole guard, didn’t do his rounds). After securing the lock, he walked past the many corridors towards the arcade. Weird, he thought to himself. For a weekend, the mall seemed almost empty. Even the guards and store personnel looked ... sparse.“Hey, shortstacks, over. Fir ek idea aaya.Main nahakar kewal towel lapet kr bahar aa gya.Room mein bed pr aake baith gya.Thodi der mein mausi chay le aai.Wo mere samne ek chhote se pidhhe pr baith gai.Mujhe lga.Yahi mauka hai.Main apni taang chuodi kr mausi ke samne tha.Jahan wo baithi thi wo mere taraf dekhne lgi to mera lund usko dikh gya.Usne ek baar to dekh kr chounk gai aur niche dekhne lgi.Main chay pine lga.Fir wo mujh se nazar bachcha kr lund ko dekh rahi thi .. .Fir kuchh der wahin baithi rahi .. .. .Shayad. Your heart is pounding in your chest as you turn the key off and get out. You look around. No one is in sight. You drop the keys in your pocket, lick your lips and walk up the sidewalk to the porch.The light is on. You stop in front of the door and you read the instructions again on the email you were sent. You know every word on it already but feel the need to read it again."When you get to the house you will remove all your clothing an put it in the drop box by the door. You will enter the. But, she conceded, she could always use an edge. When Angel got back home and started getting dinner ready, she startedthinking about school. She had a flash of annoyance that the school Pennyand Jerry went to, Smokey Hills, started a week later than hers. Theywere in the same district, but there was some sort of bureaucratic thingthat made the difference. That got her thinking about her mother. Her jobs with the schools hadalready been useful, and she seemed to like the people and the work..