Heena didi: bhaijan aap ka maal to bahut tasty tha… Main aaj se aap ki rakhail, randi.. Aap jo bolo wo ban jayoungi…Me: tu meri behan hai aur phel... biwi.. Tujhe main bahut pyar karta hoo..Thodi der main meri jaan ko lipta raha, phir bed pe le jaa ke kiss karna shuru kiya…Kafi der tak hoto ko chusta raha, phir zuban ko chusa… Phir dhire se main didi ka suit khola,Kya jism tha yaar, dood sa safed, uspe black bra.. Main sub kuch dhire dhire kar raha tha, kyu ki main didi ke jism ko feel karna. ’ Mind if I ask what’s in my trunk?’ ‘Parts.’ ‘What kind of parts?’ ‘Car.’ For Carol’s brothers?’ ‘Obviously.’ We drove past the oil refineries of Commerce City in silence for a few minutes and then Willie lit another joint. Rob turned on the radio and we listened to ‘Good time Charlie’s got the blues’ playing and watched the Chevy suck up the road like a string of oiled spaghetti. Once the lights of the city faded behind us Rob opened it up. Soon the old relic was rocking along as we cruised. Without thinking, Gini stalked towards her with a fierce scowl. Instead of noting her dour expression, the woman continued snapping pictures. When Gini reached her, she snapped the camera from her hands and yanked it off her neck, hurting her in the process."You can't do that!" she cried as Gini smashed the camera against the ground. The woman, Alice according to her name tag, started to reach for it but Gini growled at her, causing her to back up, her anger finally clear to her. Gini picked up. Than chasing down every temporary high, to satisfy me..." I realized it was exactly the way Lauren had been living her life since her boyfriend left."Cute song. What do you think?" That's what I was asking YOU." I'm as lost as you are."We both stewed on that for a while. Then Lauren stopped and really looked at me, regarding me in the close friend light compared to the superficial fuck- buddies light. "Are we in a rut?"I was a little confused. "How can we be in a rut? There is no 'we'." No. You.