By now her eyes had adjusted to the light somewhat, and she could see his face, although not very clearly. He was once again simply standing there, l...oking at her. She wondered if he wanted her to lift up her dress—almost began to reach for the hem—and then thought: No—he just wants to look at me. Strangely, she found that she didn’t mind, even though this was practically the nightmare she had been envisioning when he’d come in. But it was all right as long as it was just him. And as long. During the whole match, some of these young guys invited me several cold beers and I accepted them, since the day was to celebrate; the whole soccer team struggled hard and finally they won the day…As we all climbed back on the charter bus, I was feeling a bit fuzzy, since all beers I had consumed had deadened my senses. I heard myself giggling as I tottered through the bus seats.Some of these kind guys guided me to the wide seat in the back…They flanked me on either side, while I continued. It reassured them when Kitty knocked, then barged into my room (I'm positive) to check on me. Seeing the headphones did the trick.The girls repaired to Kitty's room and now I desperately wanted to know what they were talking about. But they were careful to talk in whispers so that even with my ear to the wall, I could not discern anything.In only about forty five minutes, Samantha popped out of Kitty's room, thanked her (a little too profusely for me), then bounded down the stairs and out the. Versha: Yaar ye to hai, lekin mujhe badi sharm aati hai ye sab baate karte hue.Cenu: Aacha ji, aur classroom me muh me lete hue kha jaati hai tere sharm.Versha: Yaar woh sabh tere galti hai, tere paas aate hi sab system kharab ho jaate hai aur kacchi geeli.Cenu: Tera maan karta hai toh mere naam ke bil kyu phaad rahi hai.Versha: Hmm.Cenu: Aacha sunn ye bata abhi kitti gilli hai.Versha: Bhoot!! Tere phone aate hi dhadkn badh jaati hai, yaar ek baat bolu.Cenu: Bol.Versha: Tere ungliyo ka kamal.