. Mere dimag me chl rha tha ki kaise ye mujhe haan kre or mai iski garmi nikalu. Tbhi wo boli ki aaj shaam ko to mere room me sone jaiyo kyuki usk mum...y papa shadi me mussoorie gye the or unka call aaya ki aaj nhi aa payege traffic jaam h to sagar ko bol dena sath so jayega. Mere to jaise maan ki wish puri ho gai thi. Maine bola theek h mai aa jaunga.Raat k dinner k baad mai mummy ko bol k usk room me chla gya. Wo is tym pink tshrt or short me thi .. Kasam se kya maal lag rhi thi ise dekhte hi. I fell back on his bed and just enjoyed myself. It felt like it went on and on forever. Apparently it did because when he finally stopped and I came to my senses it was nine seventeen and I had let him feel me up for eleven minutes. I briefly thought about telling him that he had gone into overtime but I had certainly enjoyed it so I didn’t say a word. All I did was remind him that I would need his help after school the next day. He smiled and said that it would be his pleasure. As I put on my. People he had grown up with and known all his life, perhaps even one of his younger brothers or sisters who would undoubtedly wander down to see the excitement.And... there was nothing he or anyone else could do to stop it now. It had smoldered too long and he and the others like him were too stupid to fight any other way. They had never been taught otherwise like the new breed and had no choice but to follow them into the sea like the children of Hamlin dancing blindly behind the Pied Piper.He. Mulino, who had a meeting, instead of walking.Our first meet was at Stoner Middle School, about seventy miles away, so the bus loaded a little before three. The girls were all excited. They all looked good in their practices, and I had visions of a state championship. Kelly had looked especially good. She still worked her routines hard, but now she wasn't trying to murder them.Tami and I sat together and talked the first hour on the bus. She actually liked some of the art that Mr. Kincaid had.