Actually, it was a couple nights later that it was mentioned. Beth brought it up."So what did you tell him?" she asked. I was already in bed and Beth ...as brushing her long auburn hair. She was looking at me in the mirror. It crossed my mind, briefly, to faint a lack of understanding, but I knew she knew I knew."Not all that much. I ask him how he got in the business, and it kind of evolved from there." I repeated the conversation between Big R and me."You told him I was pretty?" she asked."I. As he contemplated, there was a sudden thump on the back of his feet. Normally, he might've been able to stand his ground, but today he was distracted and caught off guard. Marco's feet flew forward, and the rest of his body hit the ground.Lying on his back, he was about to get up, but a split second later, there was something heavy suddenly pressing down on his head, keeping him on the ground.Whatever it was, it was blocking too much light for Marco to see it clearly. It was soft, soft enough. Main roj sone ke pehle unke nam ki mooth marke sota tha. Aur bass unhe kisi tarah chodne ka rasta dhundh raha tha.Main hamesha ki tarah office khatm hone ke bad ghar paucha aur stairs se upar apne flat me ja he raha tha ki piche se aunty aa gayi main toh unhe dekh ke he dang reh gaya. Kya kamal ki lag rahi thi aag unhone pink colour ki transparent saree ekdum tight pehni thi. Unke low cut blouse mein se mano unke boobs bahar ane ko taras rahe the. Meri nazar toh usse hath he nahi rhi thi phir. Ihad problems sleeping. I kept thinking of Amanda, and my feelings for herand the shame I was bring on my parents, especially Dad. I have alwaysbeen a strong boy; just ask any of the bullies in school. They don't messwith Mark James, because he'll kick your ass, and as much as Momcomplained, I'm sure Dad loved the way I protected myself. How could Ijustify that kind of behavior from Amanda? Girls don't act that way.Girls turn to boys like Mark, for protection. Maybe I'm reading too muchinto.