"Are you absolutely sure your name isn'tRyan?" he asked again. "You wouldn't be trying to lie to me, now wouldyou?" Ryan froze entirely. How could thi... guy see through him so easily?Why was he so persistent on meeting with him?" E-even if my name was Ryan," Ryan muttered, "which, well, it isn't. Whywould you be staying with me?" Ryan could have kicked himself. That wasjust like admitting that he was Ryan. The black- haired boy just staredat him for a moment before straightening up fully and. Her life was on hold, basically, until this matter was resolved one way or another. So she hadn't done anything about finding a job, a house, nothing. She wanted to help him, even though it was too late.Oh sure, said a snide voice in her head. Your life's on hold. Good for you. What about Ginny, huh? Huh? What do you think her life's been like, having killed the boy she loved? Huh?And as usual, she felt a fresh spasm of guilt. Yeah, she was living and breathing the history of Harry Potter. She. He went outside. I made a coffee. Five minutes later he had finished his call and was back in the kitchen.“Did you make me a coffee?” He asked.“Why should I make you a coffee?”“To show that we are friends.”“We are not friends. You are a nuisance that happens to have seduced my mother. I don‘t fall for your so called charm.”“You don’t have to. You are a lesbian.”“You what? How dare you!” I was staggered.“I am sorry. You are a lesbian, aren’t you?”“I am not a lesbian.”“Prove it.”“Pardon?”“Prove. Hmm ummmFirst slow then fast then wild.. We were like eating each other.. Na jane kab se bhuke ho..Hmmm and now I started rubbing her boobs …Ad pressing them wildly. And her hand was on my back. And on m hair.. She was pulling my hairs and pushing me on herThen she said.. Lets go to bedroomWo uthi and jane lage..Her sari was not in good position.. Pallu kahi gira hua tha..Blouse ki position thk nhi thi..Wo jane lagi to maine uska pallu pakad liya.. Then wo ghum ghum k ander room me jane lagi...