We tucked our faces in each other and was just feeling each other. Her breath became heavy and I could feel it on my neck.Then we broke the hug, looke... at each other and started kissing. We were kissing like there was no tomorrow. I started kissing her neck to which she left soft moans pulling my hair and telling me not to stop. I gained my senses and realized that we were on the middle of the highway.We decided to park the car in a lane where no one could see us. I was driving thinking about. And I used to frequent the place especially with the way I rode it and roads I took daily. I started getting comfortable with the guy next door to the mechanics shop who used to manage a small grocery shop.One of those days, I dropped my cycle of to the mechanic and went over to talk to my friend “ Vijayan Chettan” over the grocery store. I couldn’t find him in the store, but heard some voices on the side of the store which was part of his house also.To my shock he was on his knees in front of. There was nothing listed. Iguessed that meant that we'd be eating leftovers. There was more thanenough chicken for another meal. I was glad as I now had time to scopeout Mom's sewing tools. I found her discarded mannequin in a corner ofthe basement. It was sitting atop the table that used to accommodate hersewing machine. The room would need one more item. An item I had no wayof obtaining on just my bicycle. A full length mirror would be neededbehind the office door. I really needed to make a. I smiled, realizing that in less than twenty-four hours, I’d learned quite a bit, and yet, had only scratched the surface. We ate and I listened to either Hiroshi or Sensei Robert translate, and speaking only when asked a direct question. The other students were speaking their minds on topics and debating philosophy with Sensei Hiro, but I didn’t feel comfortable adding my own thoughts. It was time to listen, and learn.I understood, at that moment, why my trip needed to be longer, and wondered.