The trail meandered near the river, and it was a beautiful setting for exercising. I started out jogging every day in the mornings before work. I left...home early at the same time every day to miss the rush hour. I was usually on the trail by 7:00 am. The section of the trail adjacent to the college was very beautiful, with thick woods on both sides of the trail. In one spot there was a bench placed on the side of the trail. There was also a very small side trail that started a few feet from the. When it doesn’t it’s somewhere between funny and the end of the world. Between terror and arousal. No pressure.So, of course, our conversation took a predictable turn.“OK, guys, what happened?”It was a pretty silly question but I had to ask it. The four of us were side-by-side on the edge of the raft, facing the shore and in sight of our parents up at our cabin. David had his arm all the way around Ruth, his hand on her breast. Our moms and dads wouldn’t need binoculars to see what was going. Once it started to rain she decided not to leave the beach but instead seek shelter under the life guard booth. As big as the beach is it seemed like every single guy that didnt leave also made their way toward where Heather was hiding from the rain. Sure they could have just used any other life guard booth but they all decided to hang out under the one Heather was sitting at. And they had a good reason. She kept bending over provocatively while moving her towel and she was the only woman on. Ronak- Jaan please samajhneki koshish karo. Ladke apne laptop me kesi chize personal rakhte ye to tum samajh hi sakti ho na!Me- Dekho me kuch nahi sunna chahti. Just open the folder.Ronak – Bilkul nahi.Me- Tum kholte ho ya nahi.Ronak- Mere samne tumhari ek nahi chalegi so apni zid apne paas hi rakhiMe- Oh ab samjhi Zarur is folder me kisi ladki ki tasvire hongi Kitni girlfriends he mere siway tumhari? Aaj to tum bata hi do.Ronak- Tum thik keh rahi ho. Is folder me bohot si ladkiyo ki tasvire hi.