She pulls on her sneakers with no socks and is just ready to go back up front when the truck slows and Glen pulls into a truck stop. Glen watches as s...e comes back to the front. He gasps when he sees the red marks around her throat, the huge bruises on her arms and the patch of hair that has been shaved off, so eight stitches could be put in. Glen takes a deep breath. "What the hell Jeanie, were you in a wreck?" She blushed, "No Glen, I just got out of the hospital this morning. Two days ago. I felt like holding her cheeks and giving her a hot wet kiss. But I couldn’t do it. What would she think?I would be dead if her son- my friend- knew I had this feeling to his mom. I quickly got rid of that feeling from my mind for that time only. As I followed her to the drawing room I noticed she was wearing a black bra. From there I started to enjoy every moment of life while with her.I was now a part of their family. I could go to their house any time of the day and there would be no. It's some kind of cloth, and after a minute you finally spit it out onto the floor.Your memory of last night is foggy, a text guilt tripping you into another bar-hopping Saturday evening. What was the last bar we stopped at? I know we hit Code breaker, 10th street lounge, whatever was next door, and that one on the corner, but I know we took a taxi. . . somewhere. Something between a laugh and a sob comes out of your lips. Maybe we came here? Oh shit, are Troy and Jess here? You shake your head. I just stood there thinking what I should do. I can’t run because that’ll make me easily noticeable. Should I turn back and go to my room?That’s when she saw me and came running to me shouting, “Hey! Sagar Hey! Sagar.” I knew when I heard her voice that I was doomed, and I am going to be in some real shit. And that too happened, leaving my friends I had to spend my beautiful evening with a beautiful girl with not so beautiful intentions.And if this was not enough I had to pay the bill of Rs.