Nothing else.Marilee rested the jug on the floor and sat close to it. Her mother tipped it forward carefully to pour a trickle of water into her exten...ed, upturned hands. “Enough,” she cautioned. She slapped the water onto her left knee before it trickled away. She rubbed the wet crust of blood and filth away. “Again, please,” she asked. Twice more she flung water against her knee and scrubbed with her bare palms. She ignored the pain. The nailhead had torn a ragged gash. It began bleeding. Well, there's no way she was going to get the best of me and I tell her so. Racking the balls I'm saying to myself, what the hell even if I loose I win so who gives a shit. That's when it come's to me, what the hell were the straps for, So I ask her. The second it was out of my mouth I feel like kicking myself. But when I look at her she's smiling. Walking over to me she says if you loose this game you'll find out. Then turning to the table it takes her all of about thirty seconds to clear the. Tujhe to sirf mujhe chodana hi hai na.Teri dosti dekhane ke liye hi maine ye sab natak kiya tha.Ye bolate hi mera math satak gaya.Aur maine bhi kaha mujhe to tu pahale se hi pasand thi.Aur maine kabhi tujhe dost jasa nahi samajha.Tu maal hi aaisa hai to tujhe chodane wali feeling to aayegi hi na.Esame meri galati kya hai…Jane de mai chalata hu…Use college gate par chodkar mai sorry bolkar vahase nikal aaya.Usake baad mai 2-3 din college hi nahi gaya.Ti usane call kar ke mujhe pucha ki college. On reaching home, he asked me to turn back and started laughing on seeing the torn tee shirt. He started rubbing his hands over the bra, and the little exposed part of my back. I quickly cut short his amusement and told him to go take bath first and then i will bath after he does. He obediently did so. he went, took bath and came into the house with just a towel around him and told me that I could now use the bathroom. Initially I thought of taking the clothes with me, but then decided against.