Wo mujhe puchti “Jay tari koi GF nathi?” Aur mein kahta “Naa yaar koi bhav j nathi apti. Kyathi GF bane.” Aur vo has deti thi aur kehti “Kem... taro nature saaro che, dekhay pany saro che to kem nathi bhav apti?” Mein kahta “Khabar nahi. Taro koi BF nathi?” She said “Na. Haju sudhi koi malyo nathi.” Aur Maine kaha “ohhhooo kavo joie che tane?” “Ee mane bahu j prem kare” aur vo sharma jati. Eise hi hamari talk hoti rehti. Ek din uske ghar par koi nahi tha aur mein bahar se aaya. Tabhi wo apne. I thought it might be the boyfriend coming down to have a go at me for talking to his girlfriend. After all, she’d looked as though she was wearing some kind of night dress when she’d visited me, and perhaps the boyfriend was the jealous kind? I wouldn't put it past him, most blokes I know are very possessive about their girlfriends, and don’t like any other men even looking at them, let alone passing the time of day with them. After a few seconds, while I was still debating in my head whether. The emotions that I had been dealing with since April had caught up with me; I felt like a pressure cooker about to blow. I was not used to feeling that way.I was usually so calm and collected, maybe because I had never felt a huge weight of guilt like that before. The most guilt I had ever felt previously seemed mundane in comparison. Guilt over sneaking a few beers or some hard liquor was not even in the same ballpark as the guilt felt over eating out your sister’s pussy and letting her blow. .."Nevah happen, GI."But I have watched a race car run over the trunk, top and hood of three cars on the green flag and end up buried in the trunk of a fourth before he ever made the starting line ... so I KNOW you can lose it on the first.I am pleased to say no one sunk in the channel but four of the starters in Class C ended up in shallow water on the beach. Three on the north side and one on the south side. I can also say that those four were the biggest braggarts before the start.So.The gun.