She knows Alicia hates her."What do you care?", she asked in disgust."I don't know I as trying to be nice, jeez I'm sorry", Raquel said. She looked re...lly upset my that. She was only being polite. Then I started yelling at Alicia. "What the fuck is wrong with you?", I screamed."What?" You know damn well what! Could you be at least halfway decent to my friends. God you act like you have something crammed up your ass every time Raquel is around! Show a little respect"Alicia knew she was wrong.. We also went fishing, putting the fish we caught back; and spent time hiking along the nature trails.When we woke up Sunday morning, it was raining and we decided to pull up stakes and head back home. She called Dad on the cell phone and told him we'd be in around lunch time and offered to stop and pick up something to bring back to the house; however, he said he'd cook and asked what I wanted for dessert.He provided my requested brownies along with meatloaf, creamed potatoes, green beans, corn. It was her, voice unconsciously mimicking the melody. Part of her wanted to stop. It was embarrassing. Another part..."Catty."She looked up. Far had stood, the other three of her soldiers, companions, friends, still seated near her. And he had used her name. Not "your Highness", but..."Should we try dancing with the primitives, Catty?" His voice was a smile, his face a song.Dance. He wanted to dance with her. Dances were ... intimate. Emotional. Catty ... she had never, really, danced. Not .... He was totally in mood..There was no inhibition any more..I said kritika bhi to mast maal hai to tum bhi to lucky ho…He said kaha yaar abhi tak to sirf kiss karne deti hai and kabhi kabhi jabrdasti karta hu to boobs aur gaand dabane deti hai..Agar mauka deti to saali ka choot faad deta..He was all out of control..To provoke hi I said ki agar uske sath mauka mila to kya karoge??Now he was totally hard..I could see the bulge in his jeans..He said agar abhi mauka mil gaya to kritika ko itna.