I try to avoid them unlike Amanda. I really want to be around her, it’s just every time I am around her my brain turns into applesauce. Even when I ...ave something to say my, mouth feels like it’s been taped shut.I got a feeling today is going to be different. I got up this morning with a purpose. I was determined to talk to her. I meticulously planned out my day, giving me every opportunity to actually say something to Amanda. I was going to cook the best breakfast ever. I was going to bring. Yet as her scalp is being buffed and scented, Liu-xiang is granted enoughfalse individuality to realise that the radical modifications the meme hasmade to her mind are permanent, that the neural connections inside herbrain have been rewritten as effectively and irreversibly as if they wereaudio tapes passing between the spools of a cassette player with the button pressed down.She will never have a change of heart.She can never be browbeaten, conditioned, drugged or surgically alteredinto the. Her family persuaded her to marry someone else, but she never has shown any interest in that. Maybe because of me. I know she’s lonely, and I try to give her company as much as I could.Present-day:My mom and I are confused for a few days now. The reason is we have to make an important decision which will affect our lives in many ways. We had to decide whether we want to move to Bangalore or not.My mom has two brothers – one elder brother, Jerry, and one younger brother, Jim. They are both. “I gotta . . . fuckkkk . . . pee. No. Stop. Stop. I really dooo. Oh no . . . fuckkk. Are you fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck, fuck, fucking kidding me. Oh my God,” I said while grabbing the shower head. My legs were quivering. It hit like a hammer. It was nothing like Cosmopolitan magazine said it would be. There was no slowly cresting wave. There no wave at all. It was a light switch. It went from nothing to “full blow, breath stealing, pussy spasming, in your face orgasm”. I lost all motor control..