She asked me to describe them to her. I told her it was mixture of black and white players, but mostly black of course and around the age of 21. She...started moaning louder while I caressed her. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I jumped up to answer it and it was three of the black basketball players. The leader Jamal said that the party was breaking up and they wanted to apologize for the noise. They had a couple of cases of beer and wanted to share it with us. I wasn’t so sure but. She bites her lip and blushes even more. “Yeah?”I nod stupidly. “Oh, yeah. Oh, HELL, yeah.” Then a brain cell turns on and a cold shower washes clean through me, “Are you crazy? These are my parents! I just finished telling them what a nice girl you are. Now you show up looking like the whore of Babylon.”Her face quiets – but to my shock, it doesn’t fall. “I think they’ll understand. Aren’t you going to introduce us?”“Uh, okay.” She’s usually only that confident when she’s playing a game, when. Ich lag eine Weile mit geschlossenen Augen still auf der Liege und döste vor mich hin, als ich plötzlich ein leises Stöhnen vernahm, das ausgerechnet vom Grundstück der Meyers neben uns kam. Ich erinnerte mich noch sehr gut an die Frau. Eine nette Dame, die mir uns meinen Bruder des öfteren Süßigkeiten geschenkt hatte, als wir noch klein waren. Nach ihrem Tod hatte ihr Mann Arthur ständig am Zaum herumgelungert. Mutti hatte uns eingebläut nichts von ihm anzunehmen. Er käme ihr komisch vor, vor. It bothers me only at night.’ ‘Its time for warm soup anyway,’ said Preethu. ‘I’ll get your regulation mugful. You can tell your story as you sip it.’ She went in and was soon back with a tray on which rested a large steaming mug of a design that must have been in vogue when the old man was a second lieutenant. He liked it hot. He held the hot mug with a hand towel and blew on it and sipped, he declared the soup perfect. 2 ‘It is a secret,’ said the colonel, ‘that Mithu and I have not shared.