Her tight-fitting white blouse showed off her curves. Thin strips of ruffle decorated the neckline and the edges of the super-short sleeves. Her long ...lack hair was bound at the back of her neck with a white band and then dropped in long ropy curls down her back. A pair of open-toed shoes with a medium-sized heel completed today's outfit. She was much more sensibly dressed for today's heat than most of the business people scattered around the cafe – including me.Her arms were bare from the. “Please don’t try to lie. its okay if you don’t want to talk to me in public.” i told her walking.next day was the best day of my life. when i reached my class i saw her sitting in my bench.“Get up.” i told her.“No, i will sit with you.” she replied. teacher had entered the room so i quickly sit beside her. everybody was looking at us. i was feeling shy on meeting all those eyes.“Why are you doing this?” i asked her slowly.“You think that i’m embarrassed by you so i’m just proving myself.” she. The thin piece of wood, line, leader, rope and anchor attached, goes sailing out into the air above the choppy grey surface of the lake. Time seems to slow to a crawl as many things happen in a few seconds. I glimpse the look of horror on my little brother’s face as his wonderful new gadget seems lost forever. I jump down to the lower section of the pier and, without a second thought, fling myself into the lake, trying desperately to keep the flying gear in sight. When it strikes the water, it. I would go to their home and I would stay with them whenever my parents went to visit our relatives to some other city. This is when Sailaja would not see me as a little boy anymore but a hot young stud she wanted to ride. Sailaja would be careful when Ravi was around but she would drop very subtle hints about her feelings for me. I still saw her as hot and wanted so very much to “do her” but never said a word out of respect for Ravi.However, things would change and fate would bring Sailaja and.