I took one of the slices of peach, then stretched out next to her, and rested my head on her tummy. The baby was kicking."Hello, Sixth Munchkin," I sa...d softly. "You came from Cabbage Patch Three-O-Seven, Row Sixty-Five, Cabbage Head Twelve, Leaf Number Six. You're hand-made by God; each part of you nothing like anything anyone has ever seen before; nor will they ever see, again because God only makes one of a kinds. You're special and unique and I can't wait to hold you, count your fingers and. ' We played volleyball again, but I didn't get any remarks about my junk. I think after what had happened yesterday, no one really knew what to say to me. In the showers, the girls all clustered at the extreme far end from me. I actually kind of enjoyed it, it was the first modicum of privacy I had had all week.When I got to history class, Ms. Epstein was there in all her glory. She began the class by announcing that she would take a break from the curriculum to discuss The Program, as our. About Uncle Faizal, he is 48 years old married man but looks younger than his age because of the marathon running he takes part in sometimes (I came to know about this later on) . He is 5’11, looks fit with a little tummy. He is not a very handsome guy but he’s fine for his age.The conversation went like this –Faizal – Hi Naina.Me – Hi Uncle.Faizal – You are looking good dear. (Checking me out in the pool in the swimsuit)Me – (blushing) Thanks.He too joined in the pool with me.I thought of. Right there on the street. In full view of anyone who cared to look. I was shocked, and a little embarrassed. I mean, it's still only the early 21st Century, and two men kissing in public isn't all that common. Yet. By the time I got home, the shock had been replaced with lust. It was a good kiss. And I wanted more. I know dating rules say you're not supposed to appear so eager, but I wanted more, and so I texted him about seeing him the next night. I wanted just to get him in private,.