. and familiar woman who was standing off to theside with a strange look on her face. She was QueenChaelene... which suddenly made him gulp nervously,...ondering if he was going to be in serious trouble fordaring to be inside the princesses body, even if not hischoice. But at the same time, Karim remembered that she was akind woman, always trying to be fair and understanding. Heremembered her telling him just that morning that he had toalways treat every person... even every peasant as thoughthey. Pen in boot, pen in boot, pen in boot, pen in boot, pen in boot, pen in boot, pen in boot, pen in boot, ...There was only one way out of this drama. I had to look closely at the boots. By now I knew all the timetables by heart, including who was taking physical education classes, when and, above all, where. When was the best time to “visit” the locker room. Which excuse worked best. So it wasn't much of a problem sneaking into the girls' locker room. It was the same as the one Sabine's Converse. Lots of men in work clothes and men in suits all mixed together. Sometime both at the same table even.I sat at one of the smaller picnic tables with my brown paper bag. Once I finished breakfast, I had no excuse to linger and drink coffee, but I didn't feel that I needed one either. Only the exercise guilt monster could drive me from the warm restaurant. I knew I should be at the mall walking, so I headed over.I parked the bike outside in the sunshine and began to walk as soon as I got inside.. She said no I won’t come to your room because some of her relatives are staying around my area. I said, you don’t worry, it’s very close and safe place, no one will see you also and more over I am not interested in you. Surya started laughing and said okay.That day we sat long time, in my room and said whole story, made coffee for her. It was 6.30 evening, she wanted to leave, I dropped her back in her close by stop (of course I cant go her home). Surya thanked me for coffee, and for dropping.