“My God Sam, this has been an amazing three days.”What! Whatever was left of my mind reeled. Three days? THREE DAYS?!? What the hell kind of moron...was I.“Our lunch on Wednesday was amazing and missing those clinics on Thursday was so naughty. I think a couple of the staff members who are here from my school are curious about my absences but I know they don’t suspect what I’ve been up to. Then, last night was unbelievable. With Keith in the next room you taking my ass was indescribable. I can’t. All I could do was shake my head yes. The girl I was with told him to go find a place to sit and I would join him for the drink. He looked for a place to sit towards the back of the bar. I told the girl that I knew him from the army. She told me not to worry because there was no way he would know who I was. She said you do not look like the person who walked in her. She said the only way he would know who I was is if I told him. She handed me the drinks and I turned to see where he was sitting. I could almost feel their hands on my skin and their bodies between my legs. I involuntarily shuddered with revulsion and fought to keep panicky tears from starting. I knew that if I started crying now I'd never stop. Panic is like that. Fear is like that.The worst part of it all was the sudden realization that I was about to become a cliché. I had this instant Polaroid-mental image of how the scene would play out, and it was straight out of a late-night rerun of Law and Order. "Who is. I saw it all.She was at the verge of tears. I tried to comfort her. But she moved away from me.Me: You enjoyed watching it, na?She looked at me and turned her face away in shame.Me: Don’t feel ashamed. I would have done the same if I saw you both making out.She looked at me surprised.Remya: So, are you into lesbian stuff?I nodded.Me: I know you care most about Beena. She is the best person I came across in my life. I will stop this if you want me to. I want what is best for her.Remya looked.