“So, I hear you’re going to the prom after all. And with a good friend of mine. Nice move.” she snapped.“Court, I don’t want to fight or arg...e. Really I don’t.” I said in a low tone.“You deliberately asked a friend of mine to try and get back at me, didn’t you?” she demanded.“No Court, I didn’t. If fact, I never planned on going to be honest with you. Jasmin asked me, if you have to know. But why does it matter to you anyway?” I inquired.“It really doesn’t, I hope you have a good time.” she. "Sunny's still baffled on the sudden change in the behaviour of hisbeloved wife, and her calling herself in third person. She's no morelooking the living doll of innocence that ones she looked like but rathersome dominant mistress."You should be ashamed of yourself, calling yourself a man. You knowbeing Loveleen, I am still more of a man than you could ever be."She's looking strangely at Sunny, her prior expression of disgust andanger slowly started to melt, with that of kindness and innocence. With one soft pull of her arms, the dressfell to the floor beside my knees. "Yes my dear, I have been waiting along time to even the score with you and all that you've done aroundhere. You caused me a lot of embarrassment over the last two years." Ilooked up to her with a puzzled look on my face. "Don't look sosurprised my dear." I was dying to speak but I knew I would be out ofline and probably punished if I did.She walked over to her night stand and placed a copy of todaysnewspaper in my. He and Kellie were at the hospital. He was sitting patiently in a treatment room, trying to stay still as the young-looking doctor was cutting the cast from his hand. After a few minutes the task was finally complete, and Brad’s right hand was free of its plaster prison. He put both hands in front of his eyes, feeling the clamminess of the skin on his right and seeing how it had slightly atrophied compared to the left. He tried to squeeze his right hand shut but winced a little at the pain,.