The points were already set so all I had to was clear the signals thenventure outside again to take the single-line token from the driver.Returning to...the box I found my companion sitting tall on its chair andwatching me carefully, perfectly still beside the twitching of its tailtip."Felling better, puss?"It chirped back, conversationally."Good. Can I have a look?"Obligingly the cat extended its back leg."Something unusual about you," I said, bending to have a peep. It lookeda mess still, but. Actually i dislike going there, because spending time with old is boring and sucking, but on my parents force i went there.As i went there my grandparents felt happy and welcomed me, as i was talking with them i heard a girl giggling from the house. I got excited hearing it and asked my granny “who is that?”. She replied dat she is my cousin Lavanya. I felt happy knowing that she came and ran to her. She too got surprised seeing me as we met many times before. We greeted each other with names. .." I said, locking my eyes with her wide opened blue ones while I was speaking in a slow considerate tone of voice, " ... who gets turned on by money ... Pull both your skirt and your slip up ... to very tops of those sexy legs of yours, for me."Never taking her gaze from mine, the twenty-five-year-old woman reached down with both hands—her right gripping the folded cash—and lazily drew the pleated material upward. Her sliver-gray stocking-covered legs were slowly revealed under the dashboard. But how? I thought hard and deviously came up with an ingenious plan. Again, as luck would have it, she just happened to also be involved in the college golf club, an organisation where I have certainly made a mark. You see, although I’m not the best golfer (I am still working on that), but I am certified as the second best coach in the club, right after the best golfer in the entire district, a 12 handicapped guy, my classmate. Anyway, he knows of my secret desire, and agreed to help me when I.