He is my childhood friend. I have been a frequent visitor to their house and generally take part in discussions on many important matters. Sunder got ... chance to go to the USA on a research program. The problem was that if he went, there would be no one to take care of his mother, Lalita as they had no relatives in that city. I assured my friend that there would be no problem and that he should not lose an opportunity like this. I promised him that I would visit his house and take care of. “Thanks,” I said. She was also clutching a camera; an older, more battered-looking one than mine. She was about five-foot-seven, wearing large sunglasses, a red and white tank top, denim shorts, knee-high rainbow socks and purple shoes. Oh, and she had also had a run-in with the cute guy with the scarves. We exchanged the usual awkward small-talk as we waited for the parade to start.“My name is Kaitlyn,” she said. “My friends call me Kaye.”“My friends call me Sam,” I said. “’cause that’s my. She saw many of her favorite, tasty dishes on hand, but was determined to pick something healthy today.“Gah! I'm dying for a piece of a cheesecake, but I know I can't go there.”“Why not?”“Because if I eat one more slice, there's no way I'll fit in my leather corset.”Brandi snickered. “The things we do to keep a figure.”“No kidding. But if looking good was easy, everyone would do it” Ana replied.“True that. I think I'm gettin a wrap.”“Caesar salad for me.”The waiter arrived to take their order. With a heavy, rebellious exhale she began her process of awaking, blinking away the sleep in her gorgeous brown-coloured eyes whilst her sandy-blonde hair settled against the sides of her head and neck, splaying out on the pillows somewhat. She couldn't quite fathom it, but she felt a lingering tingle of excitement dance up and down her spine after she had finished stretching. Like the excitement one would feel upon locking gazes with a lover, of being laid onto the bed and having them crawl.