“You are sailor,” he answered, nodding, narrowing his eyes, a slight smile on his lips. “I bring beer. I treat you good. Sit and enjoy.” I wal...ed outside to the patio and took my seat at the round table. Glancing back at him at the bar, he was talking to someone on the phone but looking at me. When our eyes met, he lifted his finger, indicating he would be a minute. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but when he brought me the bottle of beer and a glass, he smiled, then said, “I want. "I'm your new teacher, Mr. Cunningham. You can call me Jacob if you want. I look forward to teaching and getting to know all of you. To that end, is there any questions any of you would like to ask about me?"Immediately a sea of hands shot up. I pointed to a brunette girl near the front."Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked excitedly. I was taken a little aback by just how forward she was right off the bat. Judging by the giggles, murmurs, and inquiring looks that followed, this was a question. . Ahhhh eeee ohhhhh plz dhire se. Shayam bola abhi to adha hi gaya he. Veena boli to khambe jaisa koy he. Shayam ne ek aur zordar zataka diya es bar zataka kafi zor dar tha .. Veena ki cheekh aur zor se thi. Mene dekha ki woo ro rahi he.Shaym bola ro mat darling ab tumhe bahut maza aane wala he. Aur shayam ne apni kamar ko hilana suru ki.Veena bhiapni kamar hilate huye shayam ka sath de rahi thi. Aur ahh ahh ahhhh eeee ki awaze aa rahi thi. Thodi der baad shayam ne apne zatke tez kiye aur. Damn. I know what that meant.Crop. Crop. Ahhhh... I wiggled on my heels, I twisted my bottom around. Youch. That was severe. But I didn't break the kiss. To be honest, it was a thing of joy to be so linked, so joined in adversity. To have another person sharing *exactly* the same experience. Crack. Crack. Crack.Yes, the pain was significant, but having you there, sharing this, lips joined to mine, made it tolerable. Well, slightly less intolerable.Crack. The last of my six. We broke apart. And.