My friends and I have been talking about boys and sex for ages, but none of us have done much about it except a bit of flirting and kissing. What I re...lly wanted to say, Steve, is that I’m totally okay with you and mum sleeping together, so when you want to you don’t have to worry about me.” I had to smile.“Thank you! I bet a lot of parents have wished that their kids were as wise as you are!” Mandy smiled and even blushed a bit, but I think she was happier.Easter passed and we settled back. I was the one who used to remember their birthdays and the first to wish them. The two girls in my team Jisha and Geetha were not from Trivandrum, but from other towns, Jisha was from a small town in Southern Kerala and Geetha was from Northern Kerala. The two were staying together in a working woman’s hostel around 7 kms from our office. They used to come by office cab and occasionally if they had to sit for over time, I used to drop them at their hostel in my car. The incident so happened. “The last straw was when I missed a shot, and the bullet ricocheted into a lantern, set the ship on fire, and ended up snatching defeat from the jaws of victory. After that I hung them up. Too unreliable.”“That’s awful.” Jack winced. Then she looked guilty. “I’m-”“Sorry, I know,” Will nodded. “Things are already awkward enough with us without you feeling bad every time I talk about anything that’s happened in the last few years.”“It really shouldn’t have...” She scowled. “It makes no sense.”“I. Jasmine had been a high fashion model when she was younger, andunfortunately moved in the fast, hip, artsy world where drugs and moneywere abundant. She fell for a handsome photographer who swept her offher feet, got her pregnant, and then promptly dumped her. Jasmine hadbeen raised in a strict Catholic home, and she could not bear toterminate the life that was beginning to grow inside her. So, eventhough she was still young and beautiful, as an unwed, pregnant girl, herfashion career, and.