" Just wait until your father gets home, young man."***Jerry's skirt was rippling around his knees as he trembled like a leafin his bedroom. Totally p...eoccupied, he had completely lost track oftime, and when he heard his mother opening the front door, all he coulddo was sprint for the stairs and try to make it back to his room beforehis mother saw him.He thought he was too late, but evidently his mother hadn't recognizedhim. What a break! Out of the frying pan and into the fire! Better tohave. "Must have been a fine party."Latasha, the wing director stood, arms folded, between Heather and her destination. Heather tried to clear her head. One more thorough embarrassment seemed somehow a fitting end to an evening unlike any before in Heather's short life."You look like hammered shit, girl. You must have found the welcome party all right. Still in possession of your underwear? I won't ask about your honor." I... I'm... yes, we found the party." Are you ok? They didn't make you do. All the food the people eat in Wingston comes from the farms that can be found scattered across the town. The town of Wingston has a few schools, stores, and public buildings. The best thing that Wingston has to offer for the people who live there is that it has a good size public park. Wingston Park is the place where all young couples go on their first date.Having lived in Wingston your whole life, you believe that the town and your life are boring. You sometimes wish you could move and live. I raise the magazine upto my face and peek her through the page gap.Im sorry guys don’t think me silly,She is in her skyblue casual saree with transparent blouse and a black bra.her pallu was scattered and I can feel the nipple with my eyes,then her belly is the Bermuda triangle where I lost myself,her waist like a wheat flour kids like to play with.I was struck and realize that now im more hot than the café in my hands. I utter the word…Anitha you are hot. She asked what.???.Me – your coffe.