I knelt there with my face hung down in shame and when Carmel lifted my chin I saw Steve coming towards me."Here," he said to Carmel, "it's all ready ...o go, take a couple of shots when I tell you to and make sure you don't get my face in any of them you stupid cunt!"Steve handed his cell-phone to Carmel and stood beside me. Carmel let go of my face and clattered on her stilettos back into the cell. I heard the unmistakable sound of Steve's fly being unzipped and couldn't help but look up to. Scott knew this would be the only way he would ever be a member of their group.Scott gulped and entered the small dank room with the huge man. He said his name was Charlie and he was actually really nice. He agreed to just sit there with Scott and wait a while, then pretend they did it."Don't worry about k**, we'll just let your braver friends have their adventure and we'll just sit here." That kind of Scott's feeling, but he figured it hurt less then what the rest of group was doing.They. Next day mein jab subha doorbell baji, jab maine door khola toh pooja aunty mere samne khari thi ……mein unhe dekhta hi reh gaya. Kya lag rahi thi woh red saari mein…unhone mujhse pucha nitin mummy kaha hain mujhe unse kuch baat karni hain. Mein dar gaya aur sochne laga ki kahi who kal wali baat mummy ko na bata de…..lekin unhone mummy se kaha ki unke husband 3 din ke liye commercial tour par banglore ja rahe hain…aur unhe akele mein dar lagta hain toh aap nitin ko 3 din ke liye mere ghar par. "You'll be putting one of those on every morning now, for the rest of your life,girlie" I told myself."Bathroom's free, Angela!" came Gerard's voice, with a knock on the door. "Thanks" I called, surprised again by the high pitch of my new voice, despite having conversed in it all last evening.I got out of bed and found that my knickers, drying on the radiator after a handwash, were not quite dry, since the radiator had only come on again at seven, soI wrapped the big bath-towel around me under.