You were so wrapped up in the film of our lovemaking that I thought a little light relief was called for. Light relief, you stupid bastard! You could ...ave laughed and told me to get dressed."But no. Oh no! You fly into a fucking rage. It proves one thing you stupid bugger, you want me. You're all chewed up. You need to find out why. You can't blame Trish or Jenny, or Clare or Viv any more. This is inside you."Get real and start realising who loves you, worships you, longs for you every hour of. For the after prom I peek into my chiffarobe, looking for the just the right clothing for such an event. I lay out a Ralph Lauren Polo with beige chinos , so I can feel extra sexy looking like a typical lad for the ladies, not a douche bag a nerd or someone trying to hard just me dressed for a garden party. With my outfits laid out I took my after-prom outfit to my friends as we would all get changed their later got back home dabbed on some after-shave sprayed on the deodorant and left for my. I put the coke bottle down and stood up, and removed my uniform jacket, revealing a crisp white blouse underneath.I placed the jacket on the back of the chair and started to unbutton my blouse, each button opened to reveal, more pink flesh.He was staring, his mouth hung open, 'You're not wearing a brassiere', he commented as I reached down to my belly button, pulling the blouse free from the waist-band of my short school skirt.'OMFG', he exclaimed in a barely audible voice, as I removed it. The problem was not to spend a night but to spend a whole day without any food. Anjali said, ” I am very hungry”. I felt sad for her as I didn’t know how to give her food. I said, “This day will go soon. Tomorrow morning, we will go and eat first”.Night came. We somehow managed to stay without lunch. It was very chill out there and air could easily pass through broken windows. At 10 pm, anjali came to me. Her body was shivering. Her woolen clothes were not enough to prevent her from that cold..