She never did, that much I knew. For that much, for all of our callous talk about the foe, even though they were despicable racist scum, it was agains... my instincts and my medical ethics to be too comfortable letting anyone die. I could be a cold, heartless bastard sometimes, but it wasn’t my default setting by any means.“Alright, guys. Keep ‘em comfortable ‘til they pass. Hell will be rough enough for them,” Dr. Singh said loudly enough for the wounded to overhear.“The only Hell at all is on. "I forget with Americans how formal I am."Without thinking, I started to pull off the robe, which was growing rather hot. Then I remembered. "You.. you don't mind if I take off my robe?" I asked."In my grandfather's tent, daughters who dressed as you would be beaten," he said sternly, and my heart sank to think that I had offended him. Then he grinned. "But I am not my grandfather. My family says I have been too long with Western people. I dream to go to England one day."Considerably. I started to move so a Anjali I was a good dancer and danced well shaking my ass and boobs doing slutty moves even though I didn’t wanted to but if I wouldn’t they would punish me, Anjali was also doing good moving her big boobs up and down for everyone we danced for 10 min when Ajay stood up and came towards us he took me and Anjali by our hair and fixed our lips with each other’s and asked us to make out, we started exchanging saliva and our tongues were running over each other’s then. Like maybe the plane will crash before I even get there, but when I crawl out of the wreckage as the only survivor my parents will forget all of our problems and smother me with love. Hell they'd bemore likely to push me back into the rubble. Why am I even going??The plane's landed (safely) and I already see that things are of to a good start. Only myyounger brother's come out to greet me. Andy's even got one of those stupid signs with my nameon it as if I wouldn't recognize him. Here I am just.