You want me to wear them to school, don't you? One tomorrow and the other on Friday."Nancy's ears picked up at that, "School?" I ignored him.Julia ans...wered me, "Yes, that's right."I said, "I trust your judgment on these clothes. I WILL wear them to school even though I normally wouldn't be seen dead in these types of clothes. I'm doing this entirely on TRUST. You've got NO IDEA how much trust is required! But I have lunch with the OSU faculty tomorrow. Your dad's co-workers. How's he going to. Okay, okay. Alright, I know what to share. Here goes. Every Thursday night in life I meet up with my mum. Including two nights ago.”While you were plotting my defilement. “Okay, you visit your mum. That’s nice. Is it a secret?”“That part’s not. What no one knows is that once a month we make it ‘date night’. I know what you’re thinking, a guy’s vaguely unsettling attachment to his mother. A little bit Norman Bates.” She hadn’t been thinking anything in particular at that stage and left room for. I mean, how often do you see a red head with round blue eyes that shine brighter than any stars throughout the cosmos and a body that attracts men like UV light attracts flies. And that analogy was quite fitting for describing her because every time some guy got close to her, he was singed into a crisp with the constant barrage of negative criticisms. And as ill-fortune seemed to hang around me, I was one of those guys. The only difference was that I was trapped, kind of like how a fly gets. But I didn’t wear that particular clear dress. But I went to bus stand on that particular day by wearing a blue color jean and orange clear checked shirt. I went there in car and parked my car opposite to that juice shop and waited for her she came there 5 min earlier and waited for me .My car windows are covered by tinted papers so that I can watch her from inside the car but she couldn’t. Really she was a virgin having a beautiful body structure in tight chudi. Till then I didn’t have any.