Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I was fuckin happy at this moment. However, I felt guilty looking at Ashmi crying. I liked this girl and I couldn’t see h...r cry. I asked her what happened exactly. She looked at me with scared eyes. Something was weird. She said she told her boyfriend that she loved me.Oh, okay. Wait, what the fuck? I was shocked. It was then Ashmi said that she loved me. She said ” I realized I’ve loved you for a long time. Every night, I think of you, kissing me, fucking me.” What. Eight minutes later we’re all dressed, and ready to go out. The hotel dining room’s almost empty, so I decide we’ll have lunch here. It’s a nice meal with quick service. We’re walking out the door by one fifteen. The main place I want to go is only a twenty minute walk away.ShoppingSoon after entering the nearby mall I selected we run into Melissa and company. Melissa looks like she’s been crying, and Bill is angry. I think he’s been at her about us again, the two faced bastard. I’m very angry. Stalked and preyed and dropped on Body… Body didn’t deserve it, Body didn’t do anything wrong. Could cry about it. Could get choked up. Lose focus. But choking up, losing focus, doesn’t help find guilty people. Every minute wasted on introspection is another minute Guilty gets away. Another mile down highway in stolen car. Another quarter spent on phone calls to friends for help. Should be out there looking. But, two minutes with Body is least I could do. Two minutes to collect self. Apologize.. Indeed she was acting a little silly already: she sat on the couch on the same position of before, but didn't actually care about her blanket too much. As a result, he could see more of her legs, almost to her thighs, and an entire shoulder was now uncovered revealing a light brown skin all the way to her camisole. That camisole; the grey one she wore on the sexy photo he managed to sniff on the net.As for her, she was feeling definitely high. The wine was good, but too strong for her, and she.