Our Small Business Owner of the year..."Damn it, I cried when I got up there and she handed me the stupid plaque.I managed was a heartfelt "Thank you,... a broad smile, and a promise,"This town hasn't seen anything yet! Cowgirl Coffee is just gettingstarted!" Then I felt myself choking up again, as I talked about theOrange Bikini program, as I had named it, and the difference it had madein so many lives."But there aren't always happy endings," I said. "Just last week, Iattended the funeral of. Main chupke se ankh khol k dekha to samina aunty ti, wo shaid mera phne dhound rahi ti, aure mere chehre pe jhuki to unke gadde (boobs) mere chehre se sirf thoda hi dor the . Par main sone ki acting karta raha phir wo mera phne lekar chali gayi aur suba me utha to phne mere pas mojod tha.Aur din bhar samina aunty normal behave karri ti, phr to aisa roz raat ko hone laga. Wo ati aur mera phne lekar chali jati, isi tarha 3, 4 din hogaye, ek din main cricket khel k thaka ake apne kamre main lait. .by the library in town." I admitted. "Any others?"I shook my head. I didn't know of any others. Did he? I glanced up quickly but his face gave nothing away. He wore a calm look on his face. "And............. Do you just suck men off? Do you do.......other things?"Mr Robins voice had changed! It was slightly lower! Had a slight tension in it? Excitement?Without lifting my head I raised my gaze so he couldn't see I was looking! His running shorts looked tighter! I could see a noticeable change!. I was a bit tense. But she was friendly. She enquired about my family and college. She said her husband was employed in Calicut . Her mother in law had gone with her children to her husband’s place for Puja holidays. Slowly I was getting relaxed. In a short time we were chatting away. After the movie I accompanied her to the hostel. She said she was coming in. She came to my room. The room was slightly messy. She enquired about other family people. I said all of them had gone home for Puja.