Jo mujhe lohri(punjab ka famous festival)ke near mili.Main dusre city se bus mein apni city ki taraf aa raha tha or wo mujhse pehle hi bus m mojood th... par hamari koi baat nahi hui… jaisi hi bus stand aaya to main utarne k liye gate k pass aa gaya.Use bhi utarna tha or main uske piche tha ekdum jab bus ne break lagayi main galti se uski taraf sarka or uske mast gand se mera lun takra gaya or mera lun khada ho gaya kyunki first time kisi ki gand pe laga tha.Use mehsoos hua shayad or wo meri. A few minutes later she called me, ‘Your turn, and then I have to take a bath, you left my hair a tangled mess, you know.’ I guess that if I messed up last night, maybe I didn’t mess up too badly. We had a nice breakfast, and our talk was mostly meaningless chit chat. I sort of wanted to ask Jen about last night, but I was just plain scared at this point. Jen seemed sweet enough, absolutely no different, but me, I’m scared shitless that I have just royally screwed up. After my first class, I. Marilyn didn't understand at the time, but recent event's were bringing clarity to everything he had spoke.He had predicted the rise of Transvestites, Cross Dressing, Transsexuals and Metro Sexual life styles because the need to breed was imprinted in males. Burton drilled in her mind that Burton had freedom of choice but he hoped that he would find a female to continue their bloodline. To do whatever she could to point him toward females, but he must steer his self. Marilyn had tried yet she. I had a vacancy for an extra couple of hours every evening when one of my other girls left, so I called Bobbie in my office."Now Bobbie, I got a few extra hours here, if you want them," I said."Oh yes please," she said breathless with excitement."But Mrs Taylor did ask first," I said and indeed she had.Mrs Taylor though makes the back end of a bus look good."Oh please can I have them, please," she said looking delightful."Well I shouldn't really," I said laying it on a bit."Please, I'll be ever.