I have missed you so much."She looked at the young woman that walked in. Her beautiful small face,long blonde braided hair, Her bangs curled, Her legs...and hips, every partof her was girlish. Cheryl looked at me and said, "Oh my god, Jessica isthis a joke, Please tell me it's a joke." Cheryl," I said. "This is no joke. That girl is Jimmy. She chose Angel.Now you see the problem,"Cheryl stood up, walked in front of Angel staring at her face. "Yes, Isee now. You were Jimmy. This is so terrible.. As I was walking out the door, I looked down at Jacqui and saw she wasn’t wearing her panties anymore. I reached over to touch it, but denied myself the pleasure. I went back to my room and fell asleep.Amber had come back from Idaho and was living with Grandma Caroline, my step-dad’s mother. The four of us, Jason, Jacqui, Amber, and I, were in my bedroom playing “Guitar Hero 3” on my Wii. Jason was rocking out with the song “Welcome to the Jungle” by Guns N Roses while Amber was playing. They don’t say anything….act all cool and everything…but trust me...they are soaking up your body with their eyes. Taking mental pics everytime you wear a short skirt to school, imagining what color panties you’re wearing, wishing they could cop a feel with you over a beer. Trust me it’s not just teachers with pervy thoughts haha.”“Dad! That’s more detail than I was looking for. But still find what you say hard to buy. Other girls maybe, but not me. I’m not pretty and have a big ass.”“You’re. I was as ordinary as ordinary comes.I was in a nondescript bar in the largest city of India — Mumbai. She was supposed to be in the capital leading a life of free sex and lose morals. Priya, my wife, walked into the bar with a man I had never seen before. She was still my wife from what I knew. I did not bother enough to file for divorce and I had not heard about a divorce from any of my friends. I was in touch with three or four really good friends from Delhi but never talked about Priya with.