I didn’t peel any of these oranges, nor do I know I was getting any until I got to the school. I will not ask my cook to do this for the team either...With that Coach laid out some plays he wanted to run, against Mr. Townsend the Center who was about to have a long night. I asked coach if we could let Henry Evans tip-off the game and act as the Center before I handed Mr. Townsend his own private hell. That way the scouts attending the game could see Henry as both a Center and a Forward as well.. But,Nikki still needed to pee, real bad, so bad she wasalmost pissing down her legs. She had to findsomeplace soon. She looked around and saw a backalley, it looked quiet so she hurried away down thealley as fast as her dress and stiletto heals wouldallow. After thirty yards the alley came to aright-angle corner then stretched back to the mainstreet in the other direction. Looking back Nikkiguessed that it was dark enough for her to beout-of-site. She could still hear the music boomingfrom. I was thinking of getting up early and making the California border by the next afternoon, then on to Mexico until things got quiet. I checked the parking lot, just one older station wagon was there. There was a beat up Dodge pickup out behind, I could see from the weeds around the tires that it hadn’t moved in months. Perfect except I didn’t like the road, just one way in, but it would have to do. I walked into the tiny office, no one around. There was a bell on the counter, so I tapped it a. So one day, I got home at 1:45 P.M. and as usual was waiting for her to come. About 10 minutes later the doorbell rang and I rushed to open the door. I opened the door and she greeted me with a bright smile.“Shalu maasi kaise ho?”“Achhi hu Neeraj. Tum aa gaye college se?”“Haa maasi. Aaj jaldi chhut gaya tha college.”“Achha hai. Mummy kaha hai tumhaari?”“Mummy toh market gayi hai abhi thodi der pehle.”“Chalo theek hai main kaam shuru kar deti hu”Then, she tied her saree a bit upwards and went.