She wasn'tsmiling at him (or at the camera at any rate) anymore. She was smilingto herself.He looked at the picture for a while and tried to get his m...nd aroundthe miraculous change. Was she alive somehow, in his computer? Was it atrick? Was he indeed caught up in some kind of magic? He felt a littleafraid.Her face was even more beautiful than he remembered. He thought tohimself that she was perhaps the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.Then he gave a laugh. How stupid he was! Of course! The. Jennie hesitated. She would so have liked to fling her real father's name at her step-father, but she did not want to humiliate her mum in his presence. "My colleague's girlfriend's father drove me home," Jennie replied - in complete accordance with the truth."That was nice of him dear," her mother said."Yes, he and his wife are lovely people. They made me ever so welcome," Jennie replied, once more telling the exact, if somewhat incomplete, truth."Did you get paid for this week?" Mr. Banks. I left the house with an umbrella and went to Hanuman Chowk in Mulund where he had his shop. The shop was closed. I was fuming with anger and lust. I came back in an auto. I switched the geyser and took hot water bath. Then I was about to prepare coffee, at around 7.30 PM when the bell rang. It was still raining cats and dogs. When I opened the door, Babulal was there, fully drenched. I was angry and did not talk. But he came in and in that fully wet dress he was still looking good. He told. "There! America On-line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea. I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my ass of hair. Occasionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble.