So there is a pervasive loneliness in serving your country, even if it's in the United States. The fact that I had chosen to live out in the boonies, ...ith only Jake as my companion, was simply an unconscious extension of that lonely style of life. He had suffered under similar circumstances, though not the same, but it still made us well suited to live together.And, as much as I was saddened by having to leave my family again, I was glad to see Jake when I got back. Interestingly, I was greeted. I took the nail buffer from her basket and buffed each toe nail perfectly smooth. It was Sunday afternoon. Deepti walked out of the bathroom.“Will you do my toe nails now?” She asked me , carrying all needed materials in a dainty basket.I looked up from my book and saw the glint in her eye. Yes, I wanted to.Dipti sat in the plush chair across me. I put down my book and Deepti put her right foot between my legs, resting it on my chair, and handed me the basket containing her pedicure materials.. Then I found a large black garbage bag and dropped the can into it. It was 3:30, which meant the girl would be home in an hour and a half. I had work to do. I turned the refrigerator to defrost, emptied all the food into the garbage bag, and then cleaned the freezer and refrigerator. Next I cleaned the bathroom, a half-hearted job but enough to make it look like it had been cleaned. Then I went to the bedroom. The girl had a waterbed, which made things a little easier for me. Using a hose, I. " Ben brushed some hair from her face and then let his fingers remain there, trapped in the effervescence of her curls. His long fingers curved against her cheek and his thumb stroked the soft, peachy skin. " If you feel that you want me to leave, then tell me now, and I'll go, he said unsteadily; but if I stay, I can't guarantee that I am going to be able to keep my hands off you." Heady, reckless abandon filled Jena, her head fuzzy like incense, blurring common sense and reason. "Maybe I.