They lay together for a while, not touching, just staring into each other's eyes."Mark, don't worry. I'll get over this... I will..." Kara..." Did you...see how pretty she is Mark?" Kara..." Did you?" ... Yes. You were right. She is very pretty... And sweet... And smart too. You were right about everything." Not about everything. I had no idea how much this would hurt..."Mark was almost at a loss for words, his emotions were overwhelming. "Kara, may I hold you?" Oh yes, please..."Mark tried to. The flavor washed across the sides of my tongue first then swept up to meet in the middle. As soon as the black liquid hit my throat, I inhaled again, sucking air down with the coffee until my lungs felt like they would explode. Lowering the cup so not to cool it, I expelled the air out through my mouth in a long sigh.The cup at Tavoni’s was the only cup in the day that I got anymore, and I savored every last drop without thinking of anything else. I didn’t read. I didn’t talk. I didn’t listen.. Or me mari friend ke sath ghume jati masti karti.Story us din ke hai jab mari friend or main e-squre me movie dekhane jane wale thye or wo muje pick karne aane wali thi, main mare hostel se main road tak aa gaye, aur road ke ek side me us ka wait kar rahi thi, use ane me der ho rahi thi.Us time me he ek honda bravo car mare samne aa ke kahdi ho gaye, us me 2 ladkiya umer karib 23 & 24, muje university ka address puchne lagi. Maine une address bata diya, unono nw muje pucha ” where you go” maine. I was so disgusted I had to find someone to whom I could attach blame. Someone deserved retribution, though I couldn't think of a punishment dire enough for the sick fuck responsible.In my scapegoat-seeking paranoia, I became fretful and impatient. A report came to me one day with the kind of evidence I had been half-expecting, and wholly dreading. Cheryl, my Home Office mole found that a certain Lady Margaret Hunter Phd. Cantab, had attended Parole Boards at Galloway Prison for several years.