But to his dismay, each door was locked and would not budge. He kept going down the hall determined not to give up. By the time he had reached the las... set of doors before the window, he had grown frustrated and was beginning to lose hope."Come on. Come on," he pleaded as he tried the knob of the first of the last two doors, "Please open."But to his despair it did not. Desperation grew into anger and he lashed out at the door, punching it hard with a closed fist. He had assumed it made of wood. " It must be something to do with having their brains in their pants!" And we don't, of course..." Of course," Coral's grin was almost audible."But it has been an extraordinary evening. When you think of all those poor boys." Effie rolled over towards her friend and reached out with an exploratory hand towards her shoulder."The furniture." Coral rolled over as well."And the maids." And Cherie's soccer players." And you, caning that poor bellhop." Effie's ran her hand down Coral's arm and across. He used to come only on Rakhi day and used to return within 3-4hours. We hardly got any time to talk freely. There was no chance for sex talk or so. As I started maturing my innocence, dependence and childishness reduced and I developed shyness too. He returned home after he finished his final exams. I was 15 and was having periods since last 2years. I was not anymore a child now. I understood much about sex and had feelings too. All that happened in childhood was child’s play and to be. “This is already an unusual experience,” I say to him as he turns the key and the engine bursts into life with a throaty rumble. “First time I’ve had a chauffeur or ridden in a car like this…I wasn’t quite expecting it…” “Well I’m not sure how much you’ve heard,” says Chris as we pull out onto a narrow country lane. “But you can expect to be treated very, very well. It’s all….you know….part of getting used to some of the circles you might be moving in when you’re done.” I stay silent. The.