He introduced to his mother as his new friend she greeted me we had small chat and I left the place. Latter when I go to his home his mom use to their...he did say anything we use to have fun inside his bedroom secretly. Latter one day when I reached his home his mom name sudha opened door she gave me a laugh. I asked about my friend she said he went to college to get some certificates I went inside and sat on couch she gave me a glass of water we were talking about casual things suddenly she. "Margaret says you're sweet and I would always take her word over Paula's," she said, like it was a speech she had been practicing. She sort of leaned in to me, making me think that she was flirting even stronger."I like Margaret. She's a sweet girl," I said, feeling safe with the truth."Is what she said about your scar true?"What right did she have to ask me such a personal question? We had just met. She was cute with light brown hair and a dimple in her chin. She struck me as a girl that used. They didn't know how long they would be in there for, sothey didn't want to chance getting lost.The floor was dense with undergrowth and mushrooms grew around many ofthe trees. There seemed to be no sign of wolves for now, but life wascertainly abundant. Birds could be heard singing and the rustling comingfrom the undergrowth suggested small mammals such as badgers and foxes."Doesn't look evil in the slightest. You sure people have gone missing inhere?" asked Roger."Most likely got lost and. ..... how could she face him? She would have to go and see him soon. How would he be? Would he try to force himself upon her, thinking she was easy now? Finally, she plucked up courage to pick up the phone and called him...and was surprised at the normal, everyday conversation they had, as if nothing had ever happened. She arranged to call to see him the next Saturday. Sitting primly, drinking tea with someone who had seen you naked and willing the last time you met felt slightly uncomfortable.