. I don't most of the time ... but the others will get used to you and you won't find it so hard to mix then." You're very nice, Paul, I've always tho...ght that! I'll try and do that in future." And I know I can't dance, Debbie, but I'll have a go at the slow ones, if you want to..." Okay! I'd like that!"They had several slow dances, where he put his arms around her waist and she put hers around him and they talked as they shuffled round. And then, to both of their pleasures, another boy came. She used to smoke, drink, and so much more than that. I never liked Disha when we were kids.She was not so beautiful that is why I never paid much attention to her. But when puberty hit her. She was transformed into a girl of many boys dream in our area. I bet that many boys jerk thinking of her. It was the Sunday morning and we boys were playing cricket on the road. I was batting and my friend was bowling. He threw very fast delivery and I hit the ball straight beyond the walls into a house.. As I expected he, Raul, and Raphael were at the table behind the stable repairing worn tack. I sat down at the table and told him it was good to be back. He nodded and asked what was on my mind. I asked him if he could meet with Juan, Jorge, and me at three in the restaurant, and he assured me he’d be there. I decided to take the opportunity for a much-needed haircut and shave before the meeting, so I got up and told them I had a few errands to run and I’d see Mr. Mendoza at the restaurant.On. It wasn’t that it was violent or forceful. It certainly was intense, though. And, I thought, running finger lightly across my lips, damned nice. I could get used to that. But, no, I said, smiling and shaking my head. Down that path was desolation. I was sure of it. Considering the age difference and the likelihood that her assets would attract the attention of many a suitor much more physically robust than myself, I shook my head one more time to clear out the thoughts of what discomfort lay at.