. It was like a nickel dropping into the Jukebox ... and the tune began playing.What a lovely way for a mother to share her daughter’s last day of c...ildhood I thought; and later, even Robert thought so too; although unfortunately he would be unable to join us, as he had a golfing tournament.It would be a stylish yet intimate thing for us to do together; celebrate her becoming a teenager; a way of introducing her to socialising with the adult world; along with being half naked for some of the. Long before the truck reached open country she was covered with stinking refuse both solid and liquid. She prayed that her still bleeding back would not become septic. But the salt stopped any infection, although she was to stink for days to come. In fact she was not to smell all that sweet ever again. Water was only for drinking in the penal settlements and there wasn't too much even for that! She had heard that thirst was the lot of all the poor overworked women with whom she was to spend the. I one plan strike my mind about using this opportunity. My friends said that they are not going to come rest of others also said like the same so I winked at Jisha, while walking from there to bus stop she came to me and asked why I winked at her, I said can you come at 2pm to here so that nobody will be there and we have enough time to make love. She said its not possible because she cant say half day leave in her school.So I said to her take a full day leave so there wont be any problem na,. “Our fantasy is going to be incredible. I can’t wait.” She whispered.Needless to say I didn’t sleep much that night with all the thoughts and visions running through my imagination.All the next day at work I was thinking about our fantasy and how eager she was to fulfill it. I think I had a hard–on all day. When I arrived home she took me by the hand and led me to the family room.“I have something to show you.”She led me to the computer and motioned for me to sit down.“This is where we are.