I wondered what she was thinking, and she probably wondered the same about me."That was..." Awesome?" I finished her sentence. She turned her head and...grinned at me."We should always wait two weeks between ... what's the word I'm searching for?" Beddings?" No, silly." Occurrences?" That's worse than beddings." Fucks?" Fucks, that's it. We should always wait two weeks between fucks." You'll be gone in a few days," I reminded her."Hmmm, I forgot. You made me forget that we won't see each other. She asked me why I did this. Frankly I said that you are sexy and really fond of your ass and hip.Malathi: from when you are fond of me?Me: for past 3 yearsMalathi: the why don’t you do this 3 yrs. before itself?Me: what? What did u say? Repeated that once againI was sitting in bed, she came near to me and said that she in confused state. She said uncle satisfied me in everything and also in sex, but after developing the business that relationship is reduced between us. And she was now adapted. The silence was uncomfortable. Jairam eventually noticed the tall girl eyeing his magazine; he flipped it shut. Lacey Chabert stared up at him from the cover; she seemed jealous.Two gas cans. Why two? Jairam wasn't going to ask.The guy in the trenchcoat answered anyway. "It's a Hummer."The tall one stepped toward the counter, planting her hands at the edge. She leaned forward; Jairam knew she wanted him to look at her chest, but he wasn't going to. No, he wasn't. His peripheral vision informed. I had never seen a man undress before, and in the darkness my mind was trying to depict the act long before the little red glow slowly drifted down the short white tube of tobacco, I knew once he snuffed it out, I would get to see him take his clothes off.I realise to anyone reading this long ago account of my earliest recollections of the dawning of my c***dhood curiosities regarding sex, and it sounds like I was suffering from a 'l****a' affliction, but in truth, sex meant little to me back.