When he finished his breakfast he got up and left the room.Kalpana waited for him to call her but the wait of a few seconds was like waiting for ages....Finally when he did call her she did not hear his voice and it was her mother-in-law who prompted her to go.With quick strides she left the kitchen and taking out the handkerchief which she had tucked under her sari she held it to him.'I don't need it, ' he said.'Then why did you call me?' she asked.'I wanted to thank you, ' he replied.'Thank me,. I was looking for anything to distract my attention. Even if I had just fucked her, I was still feeling extremely awkward for some reason. “Bottom line is, it might be weird the way I chose to do it, but it was a little odd how you chose to show you did in fact want it.”“Hey!” I started, trying to think of how to defend myself…“It doesn’t matter,” she continued before I could think of anything “Bottom line is we’re both interested, twisted as it is but who cares.”“I don’t get it…” I said “Why. We only had half an hour until school started so I began fucking her quickly. I came shortly thereafter and immediately walked to the shower.I finished showering, toweled off, and put on a pair of board shorts. We would be leaving for the beach directly from school. I walked back to the bedroom and grabbed a t-shirt. Debbie looked up at me; she was still naked."Where'd you get those scars?" Skiing accident." They were actually the reminders of an unpleasant childhood combined with a series of. It’s a replay of what the men have done at every stop, but then it happens, what we’ve waiting for and hoping to see and hear. The man who wheels the trash cans, reaches up and yanks a lever. Deedee and I tense in anticipation. The truck is about to eat. We hear a low groan coming from the truck, then a high pitched whining sound, as the huge mouth opens up, its thick steel upper lip protrudes then angles down towards its lower jaw and it begins to eat, dragging and compressing the trash in.