There was no one else on the terrace except aunty taking her clothes. She saw me and said, “ Oh ! You are so excited for it ha?” I said yes and sm...led.Saranya aunty: I told you not to come to me until I call you, right? I don’t want us to get in trouble. Go to your flat now, I will come after Riya sleeps.I could not wait. It was a dim and cool breeze was blowing. It was perfect for anyone to do anything in that darkness. I asked her to keep the clothes aside and come behind the tank.Saranya. As I walk across the stage, I can’t even try to look at all of those faces. I actually think I’ll cry if I do. Holy shit. There must have been something in the pot I smoked this morning.. this isn’t me talking! Well whatever. Speaking of pot, I’m hungry as fuck. Is this almost over? I wanna get to my graduation party and grub the hell out. Kristina’s going to be there… Score! ::Blake’s POV:: Caylie invited me to her sister, Sidney’s graduation party for food and drinks. Maybe I’ll get a little. ’ Joe laughed as he read the sign and surveyed the cars in the parking lot. This seemed like a strange location for a go-go bar. The remote location didn’t seem to be affecting the patrons. The parking lot was nearly full on a Monday night. More intriguing was the bizarre mix of vehicles in the lot. Joe counted two BMW’s, a few Audis, several pick-up trucks, a number of battered sedans and station wagons, three Cadillacs and one Mercedes. His Ford Explorer was the perfect addition two the odd. I'm not bad looking, not a beauty, but not bad looking. Height is 5'4" and weight is 125 pounds. Shoulder length curly red hair, blue eyes, very small breasts (the saying more than a mouth full is a waste, I don't have a mouth full). I don't like my butt, it's a bubble butt, not big, but still it sticks out too much. Speaking of too much, I have way too many freckles.I do like wearing short skirts and dresses and very revealing clothes. I prefer no underwear of any kind, face it, I don't.