But the only problem was she used to talk to her boyfriend half of the time of class. She used to tell me to study while she used to speak with her bo...friend. Sometimes, I used to listen to her secretly what she was talking about.By that time, I had started scoring good marks in Hindi.One day when it was raining, my sexy Hindi teacher came home for tuition. She was wearing a tight pink top with a white skirt. She was totally wet.My sexy Hindi teacher asked me for a towel to dry her wet hair,. {Fuck! I hate this.} Merle returned to the room to help his daughter into her wheelchair. ‘I got it Dad.’ She jerked away from his helpful arms. With a long sigh, Merle calmly said, ‘See, you’re getting along much more independently now. You know, I’ll bet you’ll be up and around in no time Erin.’ {Fucking optimist} ‘Yeah, right Dad.’ Optimism was something that had been in short supply for Erin recently. Although, last night as she lay in bed thinking about how tired she was because she’d. We were totally crazy about eachother.Being injured was totally new to me and I was extremely depressed. Icouldn't play football and my chances of getting a college scholarship werebadly diminished. I had to get back on the field as fast as I could.There was only one choice -- buck up and throw myself into rehab with asmuch enthusiasm as I did everything else in life.My parents hooked me up with the best sports medicine facility in our areaand I started therapy almost right away.The first. How can I cut them out and get all of it myself? Oops, it’s getting late. Better call my husband and tell him I had to work overtime at the factory. Better change into work clothes or he’ll get suspicious about how I can afford fancy stuff again.’As she drove back across the border her thoughts alternated between how to get to the Somali customers direct and her appointment Wednesday with her latest Yummy Mommy. ‘Let’s see, Sarah has kids and that’s a real turn-on. And she has bright rusty.