Though my stomach was still queasy from the giardia, I didn’t want to waste my first night in Shanghai doing my quotidian routine of TV, book, sleep... so I decided to join him, hoping to maybe meet a local lady or that a shot or two of whisky down the gullet might kill off the rest of the virus in my guts... 二It was November, so it had rained and gotten colder, damper, as time passed deeper into night, and walking out of the restaurant, my breath appeared like vaporous mist.Appropriately, I. We locked down the place and went back to my place.As we entered our living room and as I sat on the sofa, she sat by me, still with her eyes full of tears.– qamar, what if I leave my last breath here? How will you report the case to the police? –– Well, I will tell them the truth. I mean, not about your career but that you had a heart problem –She cuddled to me and started crying again. I wiped her tears and said,– crying is only gonna make things worse, Fareeda. You should not waste your. Frank had an angry tone. “I do not want to hear, if you are a faggot or not. To me you are a faggot and I only admit, I did not know it”. This was Frank talking to his old time buddy Richard. They were in the school together from 4th grade and now in college.They were well-known to each other and buddy, buddy too but it would be hard to say, if they got along any good. Frank was more like a jock but Richard was just a regular guy, very regular that is. Richard smiled to himself. He was kneeling. “Because as I looked at your bed I wondered what kind of STDs you might have from fucking all sorts of sluts from whatever school you went to or are going to.” His expression looked like he couldn’t believe I’d say such a thing, he took two steps forward and hugged me tight to his chest, almost hurting my right hand as it was still a bit sore. “Annie, if I had something I wouldn’t have kissed you. I wouldn’t have thought of us as being a possibility.” “Whoa wait!” I wiggled a bit and made.