My heartbeat quickens as well as my stride. I can hear the clapping of his boots behind me. I make another turn, zig-zagging street blocks to get to m... apartment. The man’s still behind me. Am I still being paranoid? This can’t be a coincidence…My apartment is only a block away. I just have to make it there. Should I call someone? Maybe he’ll bugger off if I’m on the phone and someone knows I’m out here? No. I’m almost there. I just have a half of a block left. He’s closing the distance between. She slapped me hard on both cheeks, opened the door and left. This time I felt relieved that I at least told her what I thought of her. Their were no talks between us for many days again but this time I looked at her confidently every time I saw her. One day my life changed.We mistakenly stepped in the same lift again. She was standing in front of me and I was just standing casually silently. I heard a voice saying “apni fiance se itna naaraaz ho gye ho?” and it was her saying. I was shocked. And now she's telling me she can't help me get off by talking dirty, because she "doesn't know how?" It's English, bitch!" I snarled as I slapped her hard in the face. "Wh-what are you doing?" she gasped."Putting you in your fucking PLACE, cunt!" I backhanded her soft cheek, then once again forehanded the other one. "TALK DIRTY!"She then began sobbing. "Adam! No! I-I didn't want---"She never got to finish that sentence, as I clenched my right fist and punched her directly in the mouth, taking. Relieved, I walked to meet him. Once we were close, it seemed like someone had removed the power of speech from both of us. Neither one of us could even look the other in the eye. Heck, if it was like this Friday, it was going to be a very boring date. I figured I would have to be the one to break the ice."I forgot to ask you where we are going to meet on Friday. Do you want to meet at the school, my house, your house, or what?" I... uh... I thought maybe I could come to your house. I mean,.