He looks as surprised to see me as I am. I suck up my pride and return to smiling. ‘Are you hiring?’ I ask. It’s actually strange to see him her.... I always assumed that he lived in another state, somewhere rugged yet urbane. Like him, basically. So much for that. I don’t know about the rest of Tennessee, but Pigeon Forge is mostly tourist tat. He stares at me for a long moment, so long I think he might never answer. I consider turning and walking back the way I came, or well, a faster route to. I am a mallu guy, 21 years old and my girlfriend’s name is Arya. She is 20 years old.I and my girlfriend have been together from school to college and are studying together even now. She is 1 year junior to me and I started loving her since school times!We joined the same college so that we can continue spending time together. We often kiss each other and enjoy each other’s physical touch and company in college. Saturdays only have half-day classes. One such Saturday, I and Arya decided to bunk. " Mmmmm, there will probably be some aspects that will be clearer with a..., er..., practical demonstration. More, hands-on as it were." Before I could reply, or even formulate a reply, Ruth came back in with a bowl and towel and climbed on to the bed."Roll on to your front then Sam," she said.Gripping the towel to stop it falling off, I rolled over. Ruth and her Mum shuffled down the bed until they were alongside my legs. "I'll do his left calf Ruth, and you copy what I do on his right."I felt. ” She would eventually hang out with them again. Anything was better than being alone. School was hard, but it was nothing compared to her home life. Her dad had always been short tempered, but since the death of Rachel’s mom, he had increasingly become an out of control monster. At first things were just a bit more nasty than normal. He would yell more and was quick to slap her if she talked back. Rachel did her best to stay out of his way and not make him angry. This worked most of the time,.