She was not the best student, but surely good enough to secure her way to college and later university, and then perhaps join in the family business o... manage some corporation. To him she was the prettiest thing he had seen, and he felt more lucky being in the same class with her than the fact that he had scraped through his secondary three examinations on second try and made it to secondary four. He had heard about her background through the grapevine – rich family, chauffeur-driven to school. As he watched her leave, Charles thought about Connie and what she had said to him. When she was no longer in sight, Charles went and sat down on the couch. Silently he turned on the television, ensuring that it was muted. All the channels were still black. Biting his lower lip once more, he put down the remote and started to think.Charles felt sorry for Connie. True the world had turned upside down for him as well, but he had survived essentially unscathed. Connie on the other hand had. Then she cummed inside her mouth only. She had it all.Then she said lets be naked and cook for tonight. She said “beta hum kal subah tak aise hi rahenge. chalo aise hi kitchen me chalo aur khana banane me meri help karo”.Me – chalo aunty.She said “kya khao mere maalik aaj dinner me”Me – kaadi chawal khila d jaanemanshe – ho hujur mere aakaThen she started cooking pakados for the kaadi. I saw a jam jar in the kitchen. One thing came into my mind and I did that. While cooking I came from backside. If I’ve learned anything at all from Anala, it’s that you have to directly address these things, and not put it off.”“Fine,” she sighed.Joyce picked up the phone and called Connie’s dorm and got her to the phone. They spent ten minutes talking, most of which involved Joyce crying and apologizing to Connie and I suspected Connie was doing exactly the same. At the end of the call, she handed me the phone.“Hi,” I said.“Steve, you did exactly the right thing,” Connie said. “I can’t think of a.