"You look pretty hot, yourself. You ready?" Almost," Kyle said. "Let me just grab my shoes and purse." Well come on then," Zach said. "I want to sta...t dancing!"***The club was the type of meat market that Zach usually found for the twoof them. The music was pulsing and the dance floor was thick with youngthrusting bodies. The drinks were expensive but not too watered down.Everyone there seemed to be on the prowl for a hookup. Everything wasexactly as it usually was. Only this time, Kyle. Uske dusre haat par meri choot ke garmahat use ye bata rahi thi.Main kuch na boli aur samne dekh apne daanye haat se apna kaam karne lagi. Aur dusre haat se peeche uske lund ko pakde rahi. Woh meri iss chuppi ka matlab samajh chukka tha.Woh mere kandhe pe pade balo ko hatakar meri gardan par halke chumbhan dene laga, use pata tha ki kisi aurat ko uttejit karne ka sahi rasta kya hai. Choomne ke sath hi uske haat bhi neeche vyast hone lage.Ek haat se meri nighty ko upar uthaye rakha ur dusre se. She looked me up and down. “Likewise, I’m sure.”After she left to unpack, I held my head in my hands. I just acted like an idiot. I saw myself in the mirror. I’m the product of my genes. My dad is old money and my mom is brilliant and beautiful. Then comes me. Plain, but pretty. All the right things in the right places. Blondish with good skin, decent curves and a girl next door face with straight white teeth. Nothing to write home about. Sandra on the other hand was drop dead gorgeous.. ”“Maybe,” I said after a while. “I wouldn’t say I like it, but I certainly prefer it to the last one. It seems brighter, more colourful, and even if it does look untidy, at least you can see what it’s meant to be.”“Which is?”“A wild-flower meadow of some sort.”She nodded. “Good. As it happens I like it less than the last ones for exactly the same reason.”“You prefer the more abstract impressionist type paintings to the more ‘realistic’ type?”She nodded. “Yeah.”“Okay.”We went to see two films. A.