Though, he was not handsome, but o.k. I was their only child. My father was a little short heighten, only 4’9”. He was lean and thin and peach dar.... He was always smiling. He loved me very much and used to bring me some gift daily. At times my mother would protest and says-“You are spoiling the kid.”My mother, Ramanika, was 29 years old. She was tall, about 5’6”. She was very fair and slim. She was considered to be the most beautiful and charming woman in the locality and she was proud of that.. ”A tall, lanky, twenty-two-year-old looking guy around 6’2” with sandy brown hair walked through the door. “Are you Camryn?” he asked. His eyes met mine, but quickly assessed the rest of my body without apology. A lusty smile came across his face.“I am,” I replied, feeling his eyes stripping me in front of Sam and Chase.“Right this way,” he said, holding the door open for me. “Your Ultimate Reality is ready.”My stomach fluttered with a kaleidoscope of butterflies. Part of me couldn’t believe I. Nowyou're not part of the biker gang or nothin' but you can hang out withus tonight. We've gotta word for young people, guests, like yourself welet hang out with us. 'Fawn' so if somebody says, 'hey fawn, hand me abeer' they're talking to you. Got me?"I nodded. 'Fawn.' I started to wonder if any of them would bother togive me a ride home. As the rest of the bikers sat around the fire andstarted drinking, I took note of the girls. They were all beautiful.Each one was unique and had a certain. ********** In his otherwise empty house, David was staring at everything he had spread on his kitchen island counter. He didn’t know why, but the impulse to bake a loaf of bread had struck on the way home and he had stopped at the grocery store. On a cookie tray, he had a large ball of dough waiting to be put into the oven. The oven beeped and he slid the tray in, hoping for the best. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. That night, he had fresh, hot bread for dinner. That’s all he ate, with.