Dewan uncle had been like family to them. His son was to be married to a girl of the same village with whom he was in love with. The family of the gir... had refused the boy because of his unmarried younger sister. They wished for her to be married first and wouldn’t let the marriage take place unless her’s was already done. Dewan uncle’s son had warned his father that if his marriage wouldn’t take place in the next 15 days he would kill himself. Hearing this Dewan uncle who was finding it very. She had nevertheless taken care to keep the conversation entirely professional and therefore did not hesitate in handing over her business card. He read her title and she chuckled inwardly knowing that she had yet again been underestimated - she had never established what his initial perceptions were, but it was obvious that he didn't expect to be taking to the General Manager.The lack of sleep was now catching up with her and she was finding it tiresome to keep up with the conversation. We were only lads. We spent most of our time cruising around on our bicycles in a gang of six or so, looking for cool places to hang out, searching for girls, swimming at the beach and just looking for normal hol some fun. On this particular day, we bumped into a girl who we all new from school. Her name was Lesa and she was a real beauty! Lesa was a dark girl who had a Polinesian Islander look. At school in the locker rooms, the boys would always grope her and cop a feel. Sometimes Lesa would. However things were about to get a whole lot worse, as the very next day as I passing down Sarah’s street her mother called after me to come over as she wanted to talk to me, she started by saying that she had intended to speak to my father about my disgusting behaviour of exposing myself to schoolgirls and how she thought the police might take a very serious view of my actions, I tried to explain but I was in a state of real panic, my father would kill me, my mother would die of shame, the.