. I dunno. Maybe I did have time to completely write that routine, and then made myself forget it? Or ... something," he finished weakly."Why on earth... would you make yourself forget what you'd done?" I asked. "How does that make any sense at all?"Brock shrugged."Maybe he didn't make himself forget." This from Lisa, who spoke up unexpectedly and then seemed to wilt a bit from all the attention that was suddenly focused on her. "Maybe he just forgot to make himself remember."I started at her.. I finished my bath fast and I was too scared to come out and face any one. I didn’t know she told to others or no but I felt as if everybody knew. As she avoided me and went for bath hurriedly I did have to face her. Next morning, as per my aunts instruction my sister was pouring hot water in bucket for my bath and I entered there. I felt there was a mischievous smile on her face. “Now, finish your bath Quick or else I will get late to college.” She said.I felt she is teasing me. With a slight. She kicked the door shut behind me and then wrapped her arms around my waist.I moved my hands to her face and then her shoulders. Kelly pulled me tighter against her body. I could feel how warm she was and I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest. It was at this point that I realised she could probably feel the bulge that was growing in my underwear.Kelly pushed me back, a wicked grin on her face. She looked down at the tent that had now formed in my trousers and said, "Did I do. Tired maybe, or anxious. “Did you go to any parties?” That got her attention. “No.” But her face had gone a shade whiter. Houlihan sat back in his chair. “I don’t believe you.” “I didn’t! I swear!” Now, Monica really wasn’t looking good. Her eyes had a slightly hysterical look. Houlihan whipped open his cell phone. He went to the file containing pictures, and showed a picture of her license plate, and also other cars parked on the street. “What night was this? Where were you?” Busted. Monica.