The Heroine of ma story is ankita who lived in ma opposite house. She had a wonderful stats of around 34(b)-28-36 (which i later got to know). She was...a couple of years elder than me and i had a huge crush on her since school days, but dint dare to approach her cos of being in an conservative family.Once we used to play basketball in our colony and while we were playing ankita walked up to me and said she wanted to learn to play basketball. I immediately offered her to teach and took her to d. ”“That aquarium was bloody heavy.”“You carried it on and off well. You place your cane on the table lengthwise in front of you as the assistant walks off. You bow silently to the audience who had clapped you on set and now await your tricks. You remove the hat and place it top side down on the table. You wave a hand over the hat and a pair of white bunny ears appears at the top followed by an inquisitive rabbit face. You pick up the rabbit by the ears and pop him into the aquarium. It is a very. Jean was melancholy for most of the trip, hardly speaking to his wife. She had tried to engage him in conversation, asking him an almost never-ending litany of questions. Jean gave short, curt, and basic answers, choosing not to elaborate or get drawn into any lengthy discussion. After a while, Marguerite gave up and rode the rest of the way in silence.The couple meandered through the French countryside until it crested a hill and the castle came into view. It was not the largest nor the most. Mom suggested that we could come back to the house and watch TV in the basement living room if we wanted.I glared at mom and told her that Taylor probably wouldn’t want to do that.Taylor quickly interrupted, “I think that is a great idea.” Secretly I wanted to hug my mom for the suggestion.We left for the pizza place and had a nice time. I couldn’t believe I was on a date with her. When we finished, Taylor asked me if I wanted to go back to my place to watch TV. She said that she had promised.