Her head drops coyly as she looks at me.I strut to her, contemplating what I will do. My mind is pre-occupied with her, with her overwhelming beauty. ... could stand here forever gazing at her lost in her. When she looks up towards me the recognition is there. The whole world is here, nothing exists outside of the parcel of beauty at my feet. I move behind her lifting the quilt and place it over my back. She leans slightly into me and my hallucination now takes form.Her hair has nearly dried. I. “Patrolman, get your ass in here right now! You will give us an immediate statement and knock your shit off!”“Arrest me and read me my rights or let me go to the bathroom. If I have to, I will pee my pants and sit in it before I make a statement! Either way, I am not saying word-fucking-one until I see a lawyer!” I answered hotly.“Failure to provide a statement is grounds for immediate dismissal and will result in charges against you!” said Smith.“Lawyer!” I said.Barker took my arm and dragged. She was the sort of girl who was the dream bahu (daughter-in-law) for all the neighborhood aunties, but, at the same time, also the stuff of wet dreams for all the horny neighborhood teenagers… and quite a few of their fathers as well. Depending on the point of view, she could appear the paragon of innocence and virtue or the embodiment of male sexual fantasy. Perhaps the two weren’t exclusive of one another… her obvious sexual appeal drawing attention to her innocence, and her innocence, in. I was totally exhausted. She started kissing me. I licked my finger in front of her. She said “chi, go to room and wash with soap and then go for dinner”. I didn’t have mind to leave at all. But her hostel closing timings was nearing and we had to walk for about ten min. So we dressed up smooched for sometime, gave ourselves a tight hug and started walking holding hands.Time went on. We used to meet everyday in some place where people seldom come. We used to find new places in college, un.