Jo ki uske jism ke ubhaar ko dekh kar pata chalta tha. Fir usne mujhse poocha-Roopa: Hanji aap kaun?Main: Ji main Naresh Uncle se milne aayi hu.Roopa:...Acha ji, andar aayiye.Fir main andar gayi, aur usne mujhe sofa par bithaya. Uske baad woh kitchen mein chali gayi, aur mere liye paani leke aayi. Maine paani piya aur fir woh boli-Roopa: Aap baithiye, main Papa ko bula kar leke aati hu.Main: Ji theek hai.Fir Roopa upar chali gayi. Main ab idhar-udhar dekh rahi thi aur Naresh Uncle ke aane ka wait. Our heads were right together so I could hear everything Cindy said.“Rachel, later this weekend, would you trim and shave me? I’ve never done it before.”She left both Rachel and me wondering if she meant shaved or something else.Rachel didn’t pull a train on all the rest of us but we settled into some nice long loving. She slept with Beca and me Friday night and when I got back from my Saturday run, she was sandwiched between Sophie and Desi.Donna had the tractor out, having decided the driving. Decisions, decisions... Looking around while trying to make up his mind, he started undressing and stacking his clothes (and the "gift" he'd bought for her) in an out of the way corner where they wouldn't be obvious.Then he noticed something on the wall he'd never seen before. It was a picture of Heather, all dolled up with her hair partly in curls instead of in her usual ponytail. He thought, Smokin'! She looks like she's dressed to go to the prom or something fancy, and in fact, she probably. .. back to the Roadhouse.The Roadhouse is kind of out in the middle of nowhere. We're several miles off the nearest Interstate, and twenty minutes on a secondary highway out from the nearest centre of civilization. There's open land, mostly desert, all around us. My dad started the Roadhouse, after he got out of the Army.He had visions of making it rich, but between various downturns in the economy, and a change in the way the Interstate was routed, there was never enough traffic, so never.