I doubt Anoosha would wait for us, I just hope she makes it fine. And let me tell you what we should do right now, stop somewhere near the bushes, I a... horny!”—-“Ma’am you are getting wet, why don’t you wait inside my hut?”“Who are you?” barked Anoosha.“My name is Vijay, I am a construction worker and I stay in a small hut beside the road over there,” he said pointing to his house with a wide smile.“I am sorry, but I don’t want to, please leave me alone,” said Anoosha thinking the worker to be. Bas vaise hi baat kar rahe the.mujhe gussa aa gaya..me- rehne se, mujhe sab pata hai ki kya gul khila kar aa rahi hai..Sonal-qasam se bhaiya kuch nahi kiya.me-agar jhoot bola to abhi ja kar mom ko bata dunga phir vo apne aap puch legi tere se.sonal-plz bhaiya mom ko kuch mat kehname-dekh mujhe pata hai tu kya kar ke aayi hai. mujhe koi problem nahi hai..tu jawan hai, samajhdar hai aur teri life hai jo karna hai kar, teri marzi..par jhoot mat bol mere se..sonal- bhaiya ab aapko sab pata hai to. "How do you mean?" I asked curiously."Well, normally it is 'procedure'. We get you, we treat you in a specific way. This usually includes handcuffs when moving, and restricted freedom by confinement to a cell, when you're not being questioned. Standard procedure, really."New orders came down, though. You really shook the powers with your demonstration yesterday, and they want you treated as a... uh, 'guest'... involuntarily though you might feel. That's why your clothes were returned, and no. P.S. Congratulations on winning the Teacher of the Year award. It's kind of ironic, now it seems like I'm the teacher and you are the student."I proofed the letter and printed it out. Next I printed out an envelope label with Mrs. Graph's address on it. I peeled the label from the sheet and placed it on the large envelope. I folded the letter and slid it into the envelope. I went to the bathroom and wet my finger with water and wet the seal on the envelope. I sealed it and then went back to my.