It was Nina. Unceremoniously bumping onto the back of the sofa I sat at, Katerina, my half-sister, seemed to be looking for something. Knowing her, ba...ging on the couch was intentional. She’d never let pass a chance on being noticed by everyone; it didn’t matter the consequences. Once someone looked at her, it was hard to look away, and she had been trying very hard, every day, to catch my attention.My mother, so intelligent she was, somehow got knocked up by a fucking Russian truck driver. The sly girl was watching us the whole time. I greeted her awkwardly: Sudip: O hi, I didn’t see you.Piya: Hi Sudip, sorry I was just getting ready.Her sexy feminine voice and the fact that she called my name brought me closer to her. She was so pretty that I couldn’t be strict with her. In fact, in the last two years, she had turned into a hottie.She was a petite 5’5” with lovely stats of 34-26-34. Her golden-yellow skin was spotless and naturally hairless. She had big drunken. “So if I ever want to see who I’m talking to, I have to raise your buckskins to see if there is a sunset?”All three laughed and the girls grabbed Sky, each by an arm as they walked over to get their clothes.They all three dressed in silence, though watching each other as they did. Sky strapped his Colt back to his leg and they walked back to the tipi.“You must leave now Sky, we have some thinking to do and some decisions to make.”“Then I will leave, I have enjoyed my visit and my swim. I am. Think man, think. I could ask her to the ROTC formal. No, that’s not for a couple of months, a lot can happen in between now and then. Send flowers? No, that might be too cliché, and unwelcome if she’s not interested. What then? Write her a note? Nah…wait…maybe, but not a note though. I had recently discovered that I enjoyed creative writing. I had submitted one of my short stories to an online writing site for critique, and it had been well received. If I remembered correctly, there was a.