“You’re going to have to be more descriptive than that.” I smiled to myself as I raised my hand up and waved bye to her as I continued walking ...o my next class. The rest of the day was uneventful. I just prayed during my classes that I didn’t see Amanda again for the rest of the day. No matter how much I had a crush on Amanda I just couldn’t speak around her. Each time she and I spoke my heart would flutter, my brain would shut off, and I couldn’t find my voice. Every time we talked or when. ' I asked just before imbibing the remaining dribble of double malt from my scotch glass.'Jorg Browne. From down south; if the drawl didn't give it away. In town on business; only the business is on Monday and I'm here already,' he said with a grin and a wink. 'So I'm just going to have to enjoy myself for the weekend. Got something planned for yourself?'I shook my head. 'Nothing? A pretty thing like you has nothing and nobody to spend a weekend with?' He said in mock disbelief.I sighed. 'I. Maine apna haath gaand se nikal kar jhango ki agli tarf rah diya jo baaje usne carry bag se dhaki hui thi aur carry bag ke piche uski salwar bi to to double cover tha. Jaise hi maine usey waha touch kiya shayad use mera intension pata chal gaya or instead dur jaane ke, usne meri taraf dekha aur thoda meri mud gayi. Bas fir kya tha, mera haath seedha andar chala gaya usne uss ladki ki chut ko cricket me pehne jaane wali guard ki tarah dhak liye. Sab kuch jaise tham gaya.Mujhe chakkar jaise aane. So I stood outside the whorehouse looking dejected and freezing my ass off because I had no coat. After the second beating I crouched in the mouth of the alleyway next to the whorehouse to get out of the wind. I couldn't sleep no matter how much I wanted, I was too cold and I could not stop shivering. So I dreamed of being taken away from this mess of a life I had and I started singing. I didn't sing at all as a child, but for some reason, once my monthly cycle started, I found my self singing.