I told her Ambika you look really hot in the skirt and blouse. Ambika replied Ï know why you say that and I asked why? To this she replied and I know...what you were trying to look yesterday.I smiled and told her and I could not control, as you are so hot and any man would get aroused looking at what I got to see yesterday. She naughtily slapped me and ran away. I knew, this is it and all I need to do is just take a bold step since then whenever her guy was out for work and I used to go to her. Yes and it was also her idea to have me skip second and third grade, so naturally all my friends were older and more experienced. Bad things just seemed to happen, and I can’t understand why she blamed me for everything that went wrong.The Nuns were all about ninety years old and I was sure they were going to teach me a lot of useless stuff. The clothes were even worse. Green and yellow pleated skirts and white blouses had to be worn in class along with black shoes and white knee socks. I could. Her nationality: typically American, an up-to-date flapper. Her hair was bobbed and short, done in the customary style of the day, and she was clad in a highly abbreviated dress that showed off to perfection the full symmetry of her well-formed legs.Her eyes were of a deep violet hue, with long silken lashes, and she had a cute pert little nose and an adorable pouting mouth.Her age-well, that is hard to judge, in these days of modern fashion when granny dons short dresses and bobs her hair-but. ’ ‘Let me talk to Sue…’ ‘Galliant’s people need to know by this afternoon. Just call me if, heaven forbid, you should decide not to go.’ I looked at the clock and it was nearly ten. Jenifer was in the shower getting ready for her trip to Carlsbad with Rico and Sue was still at Jeremy’s place. No sooner than I had hung up the phone, it rang again. ‘Jeremy is taking us to Laguna Beach to the Sawdust Festival,’ Sue said. ‘He has a friend who has a place right on the beach. He’s out of town on.