Later this incident we were little close,I used to touch and kiss her hair when ever I get chance and no one around us. Days passed, finally I had day...which I dreamed of. My parent when for religious trip. I was asked to stay at home and my aunt will take care of me.Before going my assigned her some work on the festival occasion day which is the day my lucky day.That day was ugadi day. I woke up and went to my aunts place, my uncle was leaving to work wishing me, I went in and aunt was doing. "I'm not gay . . . ," I started to protest, but knew it was no good. How can you explain to a Neanderthal that you exist outside their sexual arena? That their concepts of homo- or hetero- sexuality do not, could not, apply to yourself?"Christ, you make me wanna puke!" he started shouting at me now. The bar-man looked on impassively. "You fucking freak! You disgusting shit!"I squirmed on my stool, too scared to make a run for it, too ashamed of myself to argue. He did have a point. Who was I,. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know what she was talking about. She might not be the marrying type, but that didn't mean I wasn't still worked up to take her smoking body for spin."I can't afford to pay you any money to help me move," she said. "But maybe we can work out something else," she teased as she licked her upper lip, and clicked her tongue piercing against her bottom teeth, quite possibly the sexiest thing I had ever seen in a coffee shop."No p-p-p-problem," I stuttered, moving. She takes you by the hand again and pulls you inside. The spacious suite overlooks Lexington Avenue and the jagged skyline beyond. The far wall, a wide stretch of glass, fills the room with light. The sun is low in the sky, retreating now behind the city skyline. Wispy curtains and downy bedspread, only minutes ago as white as her silky skin, glow with the color of a fresh peach from the sun's last rays.Her grip tightens, and she pivots suddenly to face you, so close, so beautiful."Do you want.