"Aw, thank you Fiona," I replied giving her a hug."Happy birthday," Fiona said my parents left the room giving us someprivacy. Fiona handed me a small...purple velvet box, "here's yourpresent. I hope you like it." She seemed nervous so I took the box andopened it. "Wow! Fiona," I said gasping as I opened it. It was thenecklace that I had seen on Monday with Alan. "How did you know?" Iasked. "Well I saw you and Alan looking at the shop window on Monday soI asked Alan what you were looking at and. But unfortunately, I am going to Pune for some agriculture work. So I thought of sending Kusuma to Bangalore alone. Can you take her to the hospital and send her the next day? What do you say?Me: Ya that’s ok. But even you should have come, mama. (Though I don’t want it)Mama: But I cant Maddu. Let me come next month as I have work in Bangalore regarding a court case.Court case? I was not aware of it and I didn’t want to know either. I was excited to see my dream lady Kusuma maami.Me: Ok mama.. When he was finally exhausted of all fluid, Antonio just stayed in me. His arms held me comfortingly. The feel of his body against mine was heavenly. We just layed together like that for who knows how long. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed his presence. We didn’t care that our fluids stuck to our bodies like glue holding two lovers together. It just felt right. Eventually we woke up again and took a shower together. Ok. That was just as good. Quicker, but just as good. I washed him as he. The hair and eyebrows were the give-away, especially since school rules heavily frowned on anything outlandish like that. Her name was Lalas Whitford, and she was Lisa Hartwell’s cousin.I stepped into the dressing room. Like the dressing rooms back at Sammi’s store, Silk and Lace, this one had mirrors on every wall. Unlike Sammi’s dressing rooms, the door swung outward and didn’t have a latch. It didn’t bother me. I was accustomed to undressing in odd places where people I didn’t know might see.