Duniya wahi tham si gyi… Pahli baar…. Mere itne paas… Vo meri bahoo me thi… Vo dono haatho se muj se lipti thi… Par mere haatho me jaise jaa... hi nhi thi… Main bas usko chhune ke ehsaas ko mehsoos kr rha tha… Vo mere seene se lagi thi… Election maine uske liye hi jeeta tha… Meri jeet to meri baaho me thi…Jab thoda hosh aaya to mann kiya ki main apni bazuo me bhar lu usko… Uske badan ko har jagah se chhu kr mehsoos kru…. Vo sirf meri hai…. Pr… Maine apne aap ko roka… Main nhi chahta tha ki meri. "And he will never say anything, not now he knows we have the footage ofhim. And he has absolutely nothing on you as he did as he was told andtook no pictures. It would be his word against ours, which is kinda ironicconsidering the argument you just had with him. And he thought he wasscrewing YOU over!" That's the beauty of it! He genuinely thinks this whole thing was youridea, and that I went along with it thinking it was all his idea.... butin reality it was my idea!!" Absolutely! It's. " I'll wash them for you," Jenny said."I can do it," said Skip. "Just show me how to operate the machines." I said I'll do it," Jenny said, taking the gym bag away from her brother. "And dinner will be ready in a half hour."Skip went upstairs and Jenny went to the basement laundry room. She emptied Skip's gym bag on the floor--T-shirts, gym trunks, sweat-socks, and a jockstrap. Jenny began loading the clothing into the washer, but paused when she discovered that the pouch of Skip's jockstrap. "Same, fifth floor." I can drive you to your car if you like," Sasha offered."Sure, thanks," Spencer said warmly.They held each other while they rode the elevator to the second floor where the crosswalk adjoined to the main building. They walked out to the parking deck holding hands. Once on the ramp, Sasha pointed out her forest green late model Mazda with silver trim. Spencer gave a small whistle impressed. Before they got close to her car, they heard voices nearby but out of sight, several.