She also realized that although she had only lived there five years, she did have some emotional attachment. Although now empty, the house seemed fill...d with ghosts of her past. Enough so that she had to admit that she felt, if not upset or frightened, at least a little jumpy. She found herself startled at each small sound and quickly turning to look at shadows when she thought something moved. Now she looked again into her old room and slowly shook her head. Out loud she said, ‘Now let us lay. To waise mai poore din uma ke figure ko saharta raha aur teen bar muth mar dia. Jaisa ki har ladkaa karta hain apni iss stage par. Fir raat ho gayi aur maine jaldi jaake sone ka naaatak kia aur wahan room pe jake let gya aur uma ka intezaar karne laga.Ab kareeb adhe ghante baad maa naha ke bahar aayi aur room me aa gayi maxi me. Unki maxi ke button khule hue the to unki cleavage saaf dikh rahi thi night bulb me. Wo scene bada hot tha mere laude ko khada hone me time nahi laga. Aur fir maa ne. .. and well, it was scary looking.” “Is that the first one you’ve seen?” I questioned. “Well, no... I mean, yes, kind of. Last summer, I touched Bobby’s at the movies but it was nothing like Tony’s! I didn’t even know how to respond so I ignored him for the rest of the weekend. Today, at school, I told him that it was freakish and he got mad and broke up with me.” “Honey, that’s a mean thing to say. He’s probably self conscious of it!” I told her. As I was talking, I couldn’t help but wonder. We walk up and I begin to go through the rows. The last book I need is way in the very back of the old library, in a corner. I reach up and start to look through them, running my fingers over each spine, when your fingers run down my spine. I turn and smile at you, happy that you're not too miserable.Before I can even react, you push against me, effectively pushing me against the books. I whisper to you, "Stop it, we're in a public place." You merely spin me around and I push past you to the.