8 height. This is the real story happened in my life. I was in engineering 3rd year. story heroine is my java madam. Because of the the broke up with ...y girl friend i got crazy got addicted to some sort alchhol stuff and all..bunking the college and spending all over the time out side became as my life. but from first year onwards i was a good student. That impression carried forward by all the faculty members. (by java madam also)her name is likitha(name changed). she was around 5 years elder. To his surprise though, he noticedthat there were not a lot of pink ones left, at least eight or so hadgone!"Must have been Mike, that bastard!" He searched the changing room, butMike had already gone. He knew Mike had his phone with him, so he senta text asking what he'd done with them. The reply came two minuteslater, with Mike saying that they were so nice, he didn't know where toget some for himself and that James wouldn't give him any."When I get a hold of him I'll..." James started. He. He then heard the chairs scoot back, and footsteps. They left the room. A short moment of panic filled John as the light turned out and he had lost track of where they were. He started stalking around the windows again when the light flicked on from a window he just passed. This one was mostly closed but the shade was about a hand’s height from being all the way down, giving him almost a full view of Cassius’ bedroom. He saw Cassius walk into the room, wrapped in a black robe. He raised a. "The rest are just bogus." I explained about the subterfuge that had let me smuggle my single bullet into the Russell Building in plain sight. The fibbies exchanged glances with one another over that, and I wondered whether there'd be a memo going around about a new security alert.We went over the whole thing in excruciating detail, and over it again and again. They listened to the entire recording, from the moment I'd turned it on in the john all the way to when I'd cut it off with Feathers in.