I had very weak, vague memories of a man who drank a lot of beer (his brain injury didn’t stop that, and presumably the alcohol hastened his demise)... sat idly, growled at me now and then, and watched TV while eating tons of latkes that my mother kept making to keep him fat and happy, and who one day simply never awoke from his sleep. We went through lots of potatoes those two weeks, but thankfully Mom had bought them in bulk, taking full advantage of Dad’s massive sailor payouts to buy many. Wo dikne main bhi bahut hi handsome hai aur bahut acchi body bhi bana rakhi thi mera hamesha se hi us par crush raha hai hamara 5 doston rishabh main kapil keshav dhruvn ka group hai sabhi mujhe pasand hai kyonki sabhi bahut hatte katte hai. Hum log har kism ki baatein karte the par jab bhi sex ka topic hota woh sab ladkiyon ko chodne ki hi baatein karte yeh baat tab ki hai jab school ki trip se shimla gaye hum November mein gaye the isliye wahan bahut thand thi. Yeh school ka trip tha to hum. Maybe then he might have some sympathy for other dorks, she thought, as she stuffed her notebooks back into her bag. He could even, you know, like other dorks. Except there was no way he could have ever been as big a loser as she was. And besides which, he was Avery Bachman. The guy Kelly occasionally talked about leaving Jake for. Cypress’ only hope was that someone like Avery was too smart to be interested in a girl like Kelly. Ha! she thought. Maybe when hell freezes over. ‘Here,’ Avery. Nothing.. cold air replaced the heat that pulsed from Johns body to hers as he moved away from her, whimpering as she couldn’t see if he had just left her or what he was doing. Their home wasn’t large by any means and so the kitchen table fit to form her fingers could reach the opposite edge from which she stood, with a rough smack to the back of her hand she reflexively lift it from the edge only to have rope slid down and around her wrist, John repeated the action to the other hand and once.