Neither the boys nor girls involved with drugging her would still be able to procreate,” I told him as I watched him shudder as he fully comprehende... what I told him.As I was leaving, he told me, “I can cease wondering how you can know the language of my family better than me. When I depart this life, I will know that I passed on to my grandchildren and great-grandchildren what my great grandmother passed down to me.”That is one happy man.I finally went to bed, alone, only to awaken with Tee. She had a way of swaying her hips when she walked that spoke of how confident she was about her attractiveness.She did not think very highly of my creative writing class, and had taken it believing it would be an easy A. It would have been if she had done the required writings. I did not ask for Hemingway; it was enough that students tried as long as they handed the work in.I knew the drill as soon as Miss Adita asked to meet so we could discuss her grade. It had happened before, and I wondered. The only thing that made this whole day worth it was look at Michael help her and her three roommates move in. Richard was a handsome man: his body was muscular and lean, his arms flexed in the most alluring way when he would pick up the boxes, and his back would ripple, covered in sweat. Taylor as watched him, she thought about how he would never want her. She was plain, pretty at best. She hard dark shoulder length hair, almond shaped eyes. Plain indeed. She also thought about how Michael was. "This is Leela, Dad, Leela Joshi and she's from Delhi so I thought it would be nice to have her come and have Thanksgiving with us."I stood and shook her hand and then welcomed Jenn home with a tight embrace."I would like a nice daddy-hug as well," my daughter's new friend said so I gave her a hug and enjoyed her small solid body tightly pressed against mine."Dad, I'm gonna go take a shower, why don't you show Leela to the guest room, okay?" Jenn said and I followed Leela back to the foyer.