I then told my foster mom I would be right back to setthe table then excused myself to go to the bathroom. Luckily, nobodysuspected a thing or knew wh...t Madge had put me through once again!I was shaken but managed to survive that incident and dinner but theconversation afterwards chilled me to the bone. My foster parentswere indeed going to divorce, they were moving out and going theirseparate ways. Thoughts of the orphanage then came back to mind andthe move to yet another foster arrangement.. I talked to her and in between I tease her that she is looking sleepy. Did her sleep was not good last night. She avoids my topic and was talking to Anju.Whole day I was not able to concentrate in school, thinking about last night. I make a conclusion later at school that, May be mom getting older and dad is in need of some young female flesh. I considered it reminding and comparing some movies, TV serials and novel. And Tara is the lady because Tara got a good physique good hip, good boob size. And then resting in His arms. Right where I am supposed to be.Chapter 2I wake up slowly. Hear the quiet of the room — no music? Where am I? Tensing, I open my eyes, roll over and... stop. He is here. I know where I am. Memories of the previous night's activities rush back, warming my cheeks. Looking up at his face, seeing that He is still asleep, I sense my chance. My chance to explore. Oh, not that we didn't do any of that last night... but this is different, more solemn, more soft... and all. You look for a way around the blockage, trying to find any way to climb around the blockage. Your investigation reveals the reason for the rockfall: the crags around you are made of brittle, crumbling rock that likely wouldn't support your weight. Weighing your options, you decide to try to squeeze your way past the blockage. The rock seems relatively stable, and the path beyond seems very shady. Compared to going back a couple of miles to where the rock walls are more stable, and then.