When we parted our lips to take a breather, she was saying something faintly. I tried to make out what she was saying and to my shock she was asking m... where my mustache was. I thought that my game is spoilt and I am dead. But I gathered courage and shushed her silently. I was afraid to talk back to her. I kissed her again and she didn’t seem to show any kind of problem with me not having the mustache.I unbuckled her bra and removed it along with her night gown over her head and sat over her. Just mumbled, mundane phrases dealing with day-to-day living, like “Pass the salt, please.”Many days turned into many weeks. Gradually, it seemed to me as if our normal existence had returned. Ruchi led her life, I led mine. Not a word about my declaration was ever mentioned.It was a Thursday afternoon. When I got home, I spotted a note Mom had left on the fridge. She and Dad would bring home dinner. They had a lawyer’s appointment, so they’d be a little late. I grabbed a can of soda, then. Shubi aur main ek hi skul mein padte the bt aise kbhi notice nhi kiya tha maine use bt jbse wo tutn mein aane lagi main usko hamesha notice hi karta rehta tha hamesha meri nazar uske boobs par rehti thi usne bhi kbhi kbhi mereko dekhte hue dkh liya tha soo kuch tym beet gya tutn mein phhr jiske ghr mein main padta tha maine usko bataya ki mereko usko pata hai aur mera dost meri bhavnao ko samajh gaya aur usne han kahe diya …soo usne apni girlfriend se kaheke meri baat karayi kuch tym maine. I said something to him about his bike, and he said he hadn't got a clue how to fix it, and that he would have to wait until his dad got home that night. He went on to say it was a shame, because all his mates were cycling out to Wallasea Island, and he was going to miss all the fun. It was a gloriously sunny day, and I really felt sorry for him. Being a bit of an expert with punctures, I offered to fix it for him. I think if he had had the courage he would have kissed me there and then. He was.