Either I speak up to my dad or mom or to my close friends. But this is something which I can never speak to anybody expect to somebody whom I don’t ...now. May be that’s why I’m here.. I’m confessing a true incident happened in my life some weeks ago.I had feelings towards my papa[ i call my dad as papa ], though for a quick period of time, due to certain circumstances. That should have never happened. But my papa was so kind enough to treat me as his kid and very easily erased that unwanted. Finally, I gave in and snuck a few pictures of her as she was walking around the hall. The blurry pictures didn't satisfy him, so I had to get bolder.I knew what Marcus was trying to get out of his new assistant, so I waited a few extra minutes for him to come into the break room. As casually as I could, I asked if he would be able to take a few pictures of Emma, since his desk faced hers, making for some potentially revealing shots when she wore a skirt. All I got in return was a dirty look. .."Why can't I lie to you, Sleetspray? Why can't I keep the lion's share to myself and tell you that the remainder was all there was? The Kings only know you would buy it!" I didn't force you to-" I begun."Of course you didn't. I did. Me and my stupid head. I can't lie to you!" Your hair has grown," I observed. It had, the shining black hair was now long enough to even seem a little tousled."I bet it has," she groaned and felt it with an irritating wave of her hand. "I wonder if it is worth it.. 40th Class ReunionThe ice in my scotch would have made a tinkling sound on the side of the glass if it weren’t for the music playing from a local band in the hotel conference room. I swirled the ice in the remaining scotch and slugged it down, this was my second drink and I was feeling a buzz as I had not eaten before arriving for the first high school reunion I had ever attended. I had taken a red eye flight home so had little sleep and running around town visiting a couple old business.