Wong ... Mrs. Wong ... no one will need to know the identity of the accuser. As a victim of what is effectively rape, and as a minor, Tamara's name wi...l not be made public." The girl's parents looked uncertain.Mr. Wong said something in Chinese, at which Tamara arose and left the room, closing the door behind her. Then Mr. Wong spoke again."Mr. Sanders, Tamara says lies sometimes. Maybe she lies so we don't punish her for getting 'C'. We don't want to cause trouble for innocent man." Mr. Wong,. He was one of the slowestguys I ever know, and the shiest. There is a soda shop between the school and my house. In the middle ofour second week "together" he finally steered me in and bought me asoda. We sat side by side in a booth, I moved close t him so that ourbodies were touching and I put my hand on his knee; shouldn't he bedoing this to me? But at least I'm making some progress. It was Fridaybefore he finally kissed me, just a peck.I finally got him to make out with me, just a little,. I was in love and had booked a private car ford endeavour for my sweetheart with tinted glass and had shared the car number for her to identify. The day was planned keeping in mind her husbands schedule and was not going to be home early so we had almost 4 hours with us to enjoy.I reached Ahmedabad as planned and was very nervous and had planned to propose her with rose and chocolate.I reached her office parked my car and she came down with dupatta covering her face and sat in the front seat of. He slowly slowly come near to me while looking at my body after few steps he came very near to me and start stairing to me i ws standing on the roof and was standing alone in the silent street. I asked me can i come to you. I shied and he was farvid by my looks i denied and moved few steps back and became unvisible to him. I was laughing silently as i came to boudrees again. I was shokked as he arrived to the roof and very near to me i was blushed while seeing i was in petticoat and blouse my.