"Do you have anything else to talk about?" Sandy groaned."Sure. I can talk about games, playing games, how cool somebody's costume looks, how cool I l...ok, what I do for a living, and every other topic of small talk, but why waste time when what I really want to do is have a good time." Kelly rattled off the list as if by rote. "I get one good vacation a year, this is it, and I like being free to enjoy myself." Don't you ... is this just a game?" Sandy asked, trying to make sense of what Kelly. It happened when I was in my graduation. We had summer vacation. I visited my relatives in a small village in Krishna District. I had to stay there for a week during vacation. I was feeling bored because there was no TV or any other entertainment in my relatives house. So I thought of going into the fields and spend some time. After walking one kilometer from the village I found a group of mango trees. The mango trees were in about 10 acres of land. It was very cool under those mango trees. So. This conversation went on all through lunch with Megan trying to convince me that it would be a good idea to help Trish buy a house. By the time I headed back to the office I was starting to see things from Megan's point of view. It might be worth loaning Trish twenty or thirty thousand to have our house back and be rid of Trish and Brandon.When I got home from work that evening Trish and Megan were waiting for me in the kitchen. They both appeared to be excited about something."What's up?" I. There was still time to change into it... No! I have to see this through.I drew a fateful breath and rolled ivory tights up my legs and clipped on the beginner bra which was always a thrill since I envied the oh so natural way Janie and Stephanie's budding figures flaunted sassy pre-teen fashion, but this time it was to serve a practical purpose in filling out a stiff taffeta crinoline slip which I dropped down over my head, and as I did I again felt the strange tingly breathless brace of.