Me: Do you know any mechanics?Kalyani: Yes, But the mechanic is not attending to my calls. Can you drop me at my beach house which is only 10 km from ...ere?Me: Ok no issues, it is on my way. I will drop you.She sat on my bike with her feet together on one side as she was wearing a saree.Me: Are you ok?And with an “Ok” response from her, I started the bike.The milf started telling me the route and asking me for details about me. I was just answering her questions and not asking her anything. I. My schedules was so tight, mostly I was late to reach flat.One day, when I was late and returned to flat, my car broke down on road. This was very worse condition. Midway was used by me was very lonely. I tried to call service centres and then taxi services but both were denied to come at that. So I took my bag and walked on the road side and expected to get lift.Around 15 minutes later, I saw some lights outside of road. These lights were actually truck head lights. Some lorry drivers were. Not so much respectful, but he earned some cred that they at least listened for longer than a few seconds.“Hey Mistah Cracka-man, how was a taste of the hospital,” the Goth girl asked.“It was good. In and out, no problems. Thanks for showing concern.”“I wasn’t concerned, I was just wondering if we’d be getting some free days.”“It’ll take more than a poke in the ribs to keep me away from class. Besides, you k**s would get bored not having a cracker to racially abuse,” he said in a joking. He was the underdog here, and that suited him just fine. The ref got the pleasantries out of the way and the fight was underway. The trucker came lumbering after Evan, trying to go for an early knockout so he could get onto the next round. Evan smiled as the beast approached and then when the time was right, neatly plotted his course, and moved… Cadee blinked as the trucker lumbered forward to take Evan apart, as she couldn’t watch this sexy man get destroyed, but in the next millisecond forced.