I stood near the corner, expecting Janey to come charging at me, and try to clothesline me, or put her shoulder into my belly, or to try to jump into ...y chest. All of her sorority sisters had begun their matches that way, except for Janey, who only needed to walk up to a crying Natalie, and undo her bra.Janey didn't disappoint. It was easy to simply step aside, turn, and watch her go face first into the mud. As she got up, I backed away, into the corner from which she came. She charged three. He asked if she wanted to be admitted to hospital. She saw he was joking and loved him for that and thought about pulling out a tit, er breast, for him but thought he’d rebuke her for being sluttish although that was not quite so bad as being called a slut. She heard him say something. ‘Come on, put your top back on and I’ll put the medical kit away and we’ll go for a meal.’ ‘My armpit is sore. Please put my top on.’ ‘It won’t fit me.’ She laughed and said don’t be a fool. As he was pulling it. Betty meets me at the airport. We get a cab to the hotel and go to dinner. That night we take a cab to her house. We kiss and I go back to my hotel. The next couple of days, we take in the sights and at night, we go our separate ways. On Friday, I check out of the hotel to take a twelve-hour bus to her hometown. It’s early in the morning when I feel the bus come to a stop. Fog encases us and the driver can’t go farther. In the eery silence, I’m not sure what to expect, but slowly the fog lifts. Main ek dum shock hokar unko dekhne laga. Mere muh se koi shabd tak nahi nikal raha tha. Sach mein bohut jyada dar gaya tha. Puja didi ne mujhse phone manga to maine screen off ka button click karke de diya. Jisse phone automatically lock ho gaya.Tabhi niche kisi ne doorbell bajai. To Puja didi ne kaha, “Dekhti hu tujhe.” Aur ye bol kar niche chali gayi. Meri to dar ke maare gand fatti hui thi. Itna dar lag raha tha ki mujhe fever ho gaya.Thand lagne lagi. Aur main chadar odh kar let gaya par.