It would not make them rich but there were jobs available and they could, 'make a difference.'The second semester they were at Sac State, Steve had an...altercation with some frat boys. A beer can on a car hood led to words that quickly led to fists. It became the frats mission that semester to ruin Steve's life. The frat had some local cops in their pockets. One night, when Steve was working, Dee was arrested on a trumped up charge of being intoxicated in public and for possessing an open. Part of it was nervousness. Part of it was a growing need to pee. I tried my best not to think of how much water I’d downed in the last hour, thinking it might push me over the edge.Her name was Lucy and she was pretty. About my age. His name was Jake and he was ruggedly handsome. They seemed nice and non-threatening. The kind of people you’d hang out with at a cookout. In fact, that’s where I’d met them. They were hikers. That’s how we’d started talking. I’d told them about the lakes I enjoyed. Der Brief warf aber weit mehr Fragen auf, als er beantwortete. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher. Mohsin ne bhi haan mein sar hila diya.Director ek haath se asha ke boobs bahar se press karne laga aur doosre haath se uski thighs mein hath frend laga. Asha boli, “Sir, pehle custard kha lijiye na”. Director, “Tum khilaogi tab khaunga”. Asha uthkar custard lene jane lagi, to director bola,” tumhe jaane ki jarurat nahi tum yahi meri goad mein raho…Mohsin jara asha ko custard pass karo”. Mohsin ne asha ko custard pass karayaaur asha director ko apne haathon se custard khilane lagi. Beech beech.