Mike released put his hand on her arm and stroked it lightly, lingering on her hand, his fingers dancing over hers. Emily turned her face to nuzzle in...o his hair. He smelled nice. She stroked his chest teasingly. He squirmed a little. She wasn’t sure if she was making him uncomfortable or not. She shouldn’t be doing this, touching him this way. It was so naughty. But she was tired of being nice, tired of being predictable. She wanted to be wild just once. Slowly, not certain of what she was. This evening was so special for us. Sam and I had made arrangements with our senior adviser to be able to stand next to each other during graduation and it was so good to have my best friend right there beside me.We took a bus to Anaheim, about a six-hour trip, and got to Disneyland at about 1:00 AM. The party would go all night long, with all the rides open and the food discounted. Sam and I found ourselves gathered with about 25,000 other graduating seniors, and yet, even in the midst of that. It was almost eight when I saw the last kid the first night. I only took a fifteen minute lunch break since it was so busy, and I wasn’t about to shut down the line on the kids that had waited to see me. On Saturday, it was a lot more manageable. We learned from our mistakes the first day, and there were fewer kids, but you would hardly know it looking at the line. It was mid-afternoon when a little curly red-haired girl came up and sat down next to me. She probably was around five years old,. ., I told her about myself, I enquired about her and got to know she has a place and working in Hyderabad, Staying single even if she’s married coz, husband works in gujarat, we exchanged phone numbers, started conversation on whatsapp,One night we were talking on phone and she asked me about my sex life, Which I stated can’t discuss, Somehow I asked the same, and she opened up, what do you expect from a wife who’s away from her husband for months now, It somehow got my attention, She all of a.