Rahul: hhmm.. to abhi story padhni hai kya?Me: bahut din ho gaye bhaia. jabse aapne danta hai tabse nahi padhi. aapko pata hai agar main rat ko vo na ...arun to mujhe nind bhi nahi aati.Rahul: (mujhe chedte huye.) vo kya..?Me: jo aap karte ho. masterbateRahul: ha ha ha. tum itni bold ho mujhe nahi pta tha.Me: bhaiya ab story kholo na koi achi siRahul: to mere sath baith ke padhogi kya..Me: han, kun nahi. agar aapko bhi padhni hai to padhlo, isme kya harj hai.Rahul: to fir tum mere samne apna vo. Just then the speakers came alive, with the sound of music. As Kris came through the sliding door I noticed that she had changed out of her dress, she now had on a long black t shirt it had a dark red hart with a white skull on the front The shirt was almost to her knees so I couldnt tell what else she had on except a pare of open toed sandals. She sat in the first lounge chair the one closes to the cabin,. And proceeded to read a book titled Never more. After doing couple more laps I. “I dunno about romantic,” Skip said. “It’s not like that scene in Titanic, if that’s what you mean.” “Hey,” Brian interrupted, pointing at me again with a bright look in his eyes. “You were in that one too, right?” “Fuck, Brian – oh shit … I mean, pardon. Beg yours, Miss,” I tried not to smile at Skip’s serial profanity. “What are you smoking, Brian? She was a baby when that movie came out.” Actually, I was in Grade 5; I remember because my Mum wouldn’t let me watch it. But right now I was. Now it seemed, at a single stroke, she had found one; a pretty young girl of good character who, eager to make amends for her indiscretion, would not only be a willing and keen worker but also had the added benefit of being extremely cheap! Madame Courvelle had been somewhat less than candid with Yvette over the costs of the repairs. In fact she had enough connections in this regard to be able to repair her car at a fairly economical price. In fact she had already privately discussed the matter.