Due to the hectic schedule it had gone out of my mind that I have to meet that lady by Saturday evening for my good luck she sent me a reminder mail o... Saturday confirming whether I’m coming or not. Saturday morning I was in my sore and was suppose to come late night to Bangalore but after receiving her mail I postponed my work and in a hurry I came to Bangalore, by the time I reached Bangalore it was 7 pm and the we had decided to meet at 6 pm, as soon as I got down from bus I took an auto and. I doubted very many people even knew she existed, much less talked to her about her.Rebecca spoke up, "Are you here because of the music? Do you sing, or are you a musician?" No," She said. "My folks' farm is not very profitable, and I needed to get out of the house to lessen the strain on them. It's hard enough to feed the other five, but since I can work and am the oldest, I needed to leave the nest and give them a break."I shot a look at Colleen, and she nodded back. Before I died, that. Cynthia Montgomery was chair of the Fundamentalists Party when this happened. She and dad had clashed on several occasions since my dad first graduated with his science degree at the age of twelve. But it was when dad received his Doctoral degree at fifteen, things really came to a head.Dad somehow managed to get into a debating team, and Cynthia was on the opposition. Dad was his usual brilliant and chaotic self, running rings around anything their opponents tried to put up. Dad was polite,. His name was Marc and I played tennis with him and often stayed at his place to watch movies or play video games.I never really realised that I could be turned on by other guys until that one fateful day. Of course, I had my fantasies about it every now and then but I only had girlfriends so far. But whenever Marc smiled at me or touched me, I felt this sweet feeling inside my tummy and also in my loins. So I started to dream about him more frequently. But I never imagined, or would have.