Bha – mere se acchi hai ?Me – nahi aap bahut acche ho.Bha – acchaaaa ?Me – haanBha – kya accha hai mujhme jaara batana to.Me – bhabhi aap ...ahut gore ho apke baal bhi bahut acche hai aur aapka figure bhi ekdum perfect hai.Bha – wa dewar jee apko mera figure bhi pata hai ?Me – nahi, bas ek gusse hai.Bha – kya guess haiMe – bol du aap bura to nahi manoge ?Bha- nahi hum acche dost hai bura kyo manungi.Me – 34 28 34Bha – wa dewar je apki nazero mein to xray hai. Ekdum sahi gusse kiya.Tumari gf kya. "Come on, you can talk to me." Don't wanna," he said, turning away."Corky, we have to talk. What you did with Amanda... it isn't right." But she said it was OK. I asked her if she wanted to touch it, and she said yes. And then she was gonna let me touch her."I sucked in my breath. It was as bad as I had feared. "I'm sure she did, Corky. But Amanda's too little to know what she was doing. She doesn't know what's right and wrong. It's up to you to be responsible, not to ask her to do things she. I studied under people who made scary smart people look stupid. I knew I was smart enough to hold my own against most. I wouldn’t have been afraid to tackle an expert on his own field if I was given enough lead time. I gloried in it. It was the one place I felt respected.I grew up without a father in a time when that mattered. You were treated as if you were socially inferior if you didn’t have two parents. Some parents literally wouldn’t let you be around their children or god forbid talk to. I loved it! Class was over, and I headed back to the house to change and go for my run. As soon as I could see the house, I could make out Cary’s figure back on the bench drinking coffee. “Hi, Mr. Forte! How was class?” she asked.“It was great. I am so energized. It is going to be a great summer!” I said.Cary and I kept chatting about her classes, the weather, other small talk, and then finally I said that I needed to go for my run. Cary never missed a beat. She jumped up, followed me to.