She answered the door, all ready to go as soon as I rang the bell. There was more of the same as yesterday as we walked to school. Walking extra close...and lots of touching. At one point I moved to the side when she got too close and had to grab her as she almost fell over. I had her in my arms and she looked up at me, then closed her eyes and did that fish thing with her mouth again. I stood her up straight, hands on each arm, just below her shoulders and shook her a bit until she opened her. I started reading.“Hi people this is Nithya, I am a very very hot women , I have just turned 17 but my tits are equal to my mom’s size. I am looking for a friend who understands me , I have a sexy neighbor Raj but that chootiya never understands my needs what the fuck does he wants me to do ???? I like him I want him to treat me as his girlfriend , finally his sister is going now I will try my luck to seduce him I want him to enjoy me as his girlfriend , his wife . Wattah bayendagoli (Bloody. Then she pulled out a slow a capella "Private Dancer" that had the whole room holding its breath like it was the solemn consecration at Our Lady of High Gloss Latex.Finally, she switched denominations to Holy Paint Rollers and the girl from Nutbush wailed about her hometown and how you better keep an eye for the police. By the end the crowd was stomping on the linoleum and hollering like a revival. Somebody scratched enough paint off one of the bulbs to make a 60-watt baby spotlight and Tina. He had initially just tossed the notices away like junk mail, until the evictions notice came. He easily could have paid the back payments, but hell, it was his wife's money, not his, so he opted to find a smaller place, and he had to do it in 30 days. Dad with running the farm and it's daily commitments, could not just take off and go help his brother, so, he 'volunteered' me to travel there, help him find another place, and get him moved into it in the next 30 days.The airport was exciting.