Ik din hum log mere khet main the jiri ki bijayi chal rehi thi aur motor ke paas khade the ,dekha k sukhi ki ma apne khet ki aur ja rehi thi …main a...r butta ik dusre ki taraf dekh kar muskuraye thoda najdik a kar karmjit bhi hasne lagi maine motor ka darwaja khola aur usse under janne ko bola wo ander chali gayi.Fir main aur butta bhi under chale gaye ander karmjit manje par leti padi thi ham log us ki baju main ja kar baith gaye aur bate karne lage humne uss se pucha k tumhara hamare dade ke. She smiled at him, and her eyes were warm behind lowered lashes. He thought there had never been a more beautiful girl, and the tightening of his belly muscles reminded him how hot and sexy she was.But it finally penetrated, what his mother was saying, and he damned near choked on a bite of pancake. Swallowing quickly, he asked, "What? Me? Oh come on, mom--I'm sure old enough to take care of myself."His mother frowned at him. "Yes, I suppose so. But there's the new pool in the patio, and you. He then pointed to the couch, and I gasped again. Then started to cry.The first dress was of course red, with delicate gold stitching. I went over and grazed my fingers on the embroidery, and knew that was real gold thread. And next to it a more traditional American type, snow-white. It was stunning, with real silver thread, but obviously Chinese influenced in the design. I felt Doug come up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist. “I was just as surprised, trust me. I was not allowed to. It seemed to do the trick, his grip left my arm. The second I left the door someone grabbed my hand and started leading me down the corridor. I looked up and smiled at Scott. The butterflies started to flap in my stomach once more. “My locker’s in the other direction...” I said. Scott stopped walking and turned to face me, a look of mischief on his face. “No time to waste Claire. Lesson 2 is about to begin.” It was like music to my ears. He carried on leading me outside, but this week we were.