Clark had suffered about all she wanted to of the fourth grade for one morning. She needed the break.The break that the elementary teachers got wasn't...as good as the ones the teachers got over in the high school; there, they got a full hour of break time each day -- well, a fifty-minute hour, and that was close enough, and they got lunch hour, too. The elementary teachers only got the thirty minute lunch hour, and sometimes it wasn't enough to recover and get ready to put up with the kids for. As usual, I went to the office and I got stuck in office due to heavy rain. Cabs were not moving to any place as all the roads are flooded with water. And I got a call from Malavika, I was surprised to see her call as it’s the time where her husband will be in the home. I picked up the call Me: Hello, what happened?She: Where are you? My husband is not coming home tonight, he got struck in office.Me: ok I will be in ur home in 1 hour.She: waiting for u darling.Though I was struck in office, I. Well... and I can play drums and bass and guitar... so I was thinking we could do some performance. You got the stage and everything... and you said you wanted to get some feedback... some thoughts on improvements... so... maybe with a sound system and some lights and maybe an effect or two we could do some cool shows here. Get the name around. Attract business, you know." Let me think about it," I said as I reached down into the pay envelope and counted out eight fifties, four each from the. For many moments I will lie upon my bed... in my mind’s eye images wildly dance a rhythmic sexual ritual. I see a woman moving sensuously.... her body perhaps swaying and gyrating to a slow music..... the movements of her hips and breasts becoming one with my low pulsating beat.... her long hair flowing over her shoulders or cascading down the delicious brownness of her back as her head tilts back with eyes closed and tongue running seductively over invitingly full lips!! I dream of her looking.