But damn good try.’ With one last suck of my bottom lip, you headed to the bathroom to run my water. Before I can really give into being mad that yo...u wouldn’t put out, the bedroom door bursts open. I just had time to grab the comforter and cover up before the children accosted me. ‘Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy!’ they screamed as they jumped all over me, covering my head with kisses. I reared back in fake fear laughing. I could hear you turning on the water in the bathroom as I shooed them off the. That they called the lion killer. And there was a big cage with a boa constrictor in it. Just off the side of it as I passed by, I noticed there was a poster on one of their wagons of some kind of a Eastern Mystic. And what was he doing? Well of course, He was sitting on top of a flagpole.There he was. Perched up on a little 12 inch by 12 inch by 1 inch thick board. Sitting on top of that board. With his legs crossed meditating and balancing himself on top of a flagpole.I had to see him. But. So he called my parents and as I was free, my parents asked me to go to Bangalore and stay with my sister till her husband or there in laws return. I was thrilled, immediately packed my luggage and left for Bangalore. Next day by morning 6 I was in Bangalore and knocked on my sisters door. She opened the door. She was wearing a white color pattu sari and had flowers and lot of bangles and was fully dressed for previous days her first night with her husband which did not happen. Seeing me she. The previousnights terror fresh in my mind, the continuing doubts about myselfrising. Still wearing a nightgown and looking like hell, I went in thekitchen to get some coffee."You okay honey?" Yeah dad. I'm just... I mean, I'm a guy! I should have been able to...." STOP THAT! For one thing, guys that do this kind of thing are usuallyprepared, and if he wanted you, even as a guy, he probably would havemade you do it anyway! The plain fact is that as determined as he is, andlike me, you're simply.