“It’s a good way to learn English,” which is what she names their way of speech.The thing on the wall shows pictures, and there are sounds from ...t too. I can recognize that the sounds are words. Mostly the pictures show the person who speaks the words, but sometimes they show other things. Linda says the other things are like photographs, photographs which also have move­ment.It is yet another wonder, pictures that move. It is like being where the pictures are made.She is right that I. I glanced over at Tim and Michael, and they had that look, I mean, we all know that look. So much desire, but almost frozen by it. I looked up at Andre, that gentle, encouraging smile, those beautiful abs, and that glorious fucking cock right in front of my face ...... and I ran my tongue gently up the little ridge on the underside, keeping my eyes locked with Andre's. I wrapped my hand around it to steady it, slipped my tongue around the head, over it ...... and finally slipped my mouth around. Santosh poured himself a drink, I don’t know why until today, why I said what I said next. I told Santosh “This will be the best alcohol you’ll have in your life, you could gulp it whole down with out water”Santosh looked at my tipsy state with a smile and said: “Are you sure”. I replied back in a cocky attitude “Yeah man”. He continued smiling but did not take a sip of his glass. He said, “Ok let me see you do it! drink the whole bottle in gulp”. I looked at my Macallan Whiskey there was at. It's like the old proverb, 'A shadowwaits beside the light'. Meet me back here the day after tomorrow, likewe agreed, and we'll catch up on your archery. Sayoonara, Toshi." Arigatoo, sensei." he replied.Toshi departed.***Though the rain had subsided as dusk fell, the dampness clung to theair, and made Toshi shiver. He had followed Aika out of the village,hoping to catch her before she returned to the farmhouses. All the otherboys his age had been with a girl... and he was stronger than most.