Maa athha nanu paduko ani cheppi thanu nighty marchu kovadaniki velindi nenu mellaga thana room deggaraku vellanu thanani ni choodali ani appudu thanu...nagnanga vundi.Thana sannulu pedda kobbari bondalla vunnayi vatini choosthey na nooru oorindi elaganna vatini na notlo pettukunali ani anukunnau kani ela cheyyatam ani silent iipoyanu. Hanu nighty vesukoni na room deggaraku vacchindi and thanu nanu kooda thana room lo ney padukovadaniki rammani pilichindi nenu vellanu and nenu maa athha pakkana. "I'll call". They exchanged a quick peck and ran off to their respective classes.While most of her former group of hangers-on remained in the Tanya camp, a few of her longtime friends were lying in wait to intersect her before entering class. "What is going on?", "What came over you?" they demanded and "Did you actually FUCK him?" her best friend asked."He is wonderful. I love him, and no, I didn't FUCK him - we made love," she replied serenely even if some heat entered her voice in the last. That would be one Allessandra Martinelli.’ Tammy returned and took up post beside Linda. ‘And no sign of Miss Martinelli among the body parts?’ Tammy wretched again and headed for the door. They both paused to watch her retreat. ‘Not even a finger. And we did find a lot of fingers. Eight fingers, two thumbs and ten toes. They were in that wooden box over there. Looks like Miss Martinelli’s work kit.’ ‘Any idea who our Mr. Johnston might be?’ ‘Well, I can assure you he isn’t Mr. Johnston.’ Linda. Fewer than 10 demerits were carried over until the following month; punishment wiped the slate clean. Burt,15, the captain of the school’s junior football team, was worried when he came down to breakfast the next morning. He had never excelled at academic work, and a number of poor performances at the white board when being tested on his homework by Mr. Jones, the math teacher, had so far earned him 15 demerits. That would not be so bad (15 did not seem ‘significant’), but he had been late.