He was my moms school friend and does the business along with her. She mostly dosent see him as she works at home. I felt so sorry for my mom and did ...ot have a clue on why my dad got in to such suspicions. I had stayed in my house for at least two months when I came across a sms in my moms phone. Santosh had sent a adult message and my mom had replied “ naughty go…sleep”. The time of message was 11:46 at the night. There were no other messages ,all were deleted. That was the time I first felt. But I see you are really a girl. I love you.I was still wearing my tees and jeans.Me : so dont you have anything for your girl to wear?Varun : yes, the old guys, they never cross dress. I bought them something but they didnt wear itMe : but I need new.Varun : yes dear. I will buy you the costumes and dress when I go outside.I checked the clock and it was nearing 6’o clock in the evening. I raised from his lap. Then pulled him bu his collar like sexy girls do. I asked him whether he had a place. .. well, anything but that. I was upset, but that's no excuse." At least you're aware of that much." My tone was icy, and part of me cringed inside; his puppy dog eyes were sad and puzzled and hurt, and his bottom lip stuck out just slightly in a pout. He seemed almost dazed, and I wondered if he had expected me to just fall into his arms after an apology. It had been pretty clear to me that he had broken it off with me, and then he was surprised? When I had decided to wait and see what he. I got back to my work and thought nothing more about them. A few hours later I thought I heard motorcycles, but farmers here use them all the time and maybe out checking stock. The thoughts kept niggling me, as I had never heard any motorcycles in all the time I had been coming here. They had sounded coming from the same direction as the camper was parked. Curiosity got the better of me, and I once again got my binoculars and trained them on the camper.Sure enough two trial bikes were standing.