"Oh sorry, I must have the wrong address" I uttered. "Suzie?" he replied "Come on in..." And in my typical British politeness, I stupidly accepted. I ...walked into his small flat, barely able to see with the low lighting, except the glow from the screen of his laptop in the corner. I sat on the old fashioned sofa and looked around the dingy room. "Are you David?" hoping and praying it was his grandson just in the shower or something. "I am David." he said very softly to me. I shook my head "What. Craven sat up on the side of the bed. She blinked her tired eyes. It was harder to get up this morning. Not a good sign.She stood and her right knee ached. Definitely not a good sign.She trudged to the bathroom. She felt much more tired than she did yesterday morning.She looked in the mirror at her straight shiny black hair, bangs cut in the front. A white hair! Horrors. She yanked it out.She needed healing soon."Pop quiz!" she announced to her 8 am Psych. 101 class. It produced the expected. Perhaps we can go for a ride, when we get back? I havetwo bikes at my auntie's," I said. "Sure, babe," Tom smiled.I've never used a tri-suit while cycling before, but I guess it would dothe same trick as my bib-shorts. I looked forward to try it on. Tom and IFrench kissed in the back seat as we were driving back. I felt happy, andI felt strangely warm when I looked at Tom. As we passed my aunt's place,I noticed her car was gone. I jumped out and got in and found some clothesfor Tom. I also. Later in the evening when our party started after getting a bit tipsy our friends bhavesh introduced a game to be played where the couple has to stand on piece of paper and later fold it and stand. My gf was bhavesh’s partner and Ambika was my partner (She was wearing a brown colour skirt with white top).We played the game and at final the piece of paper was so small after folding that i lifted Ambika in my arms to win the game i happened to feel her boobs from side.Spark was lit between us. My.