Before I could utter a word she responded nice house and introduced herself as Richa, a student from Venkateshwara College pursuing English hons, resi...dent of Hauz Khas and came to meet her college friend in the adjacent house.Finally the battle of inner conflicts was won by my mind, I realized, irrespective of how glamorous the situation may be, such abso-fucking-lutely luck happens either in a Bhojpuri movie or our fake ISS fantasy stories.Following were further realizations:1. A girl leaking. Then we will figure out how to get Bruno to piss in your mouth. I wish I had a camera so I could catch all the action. That would make a big seller. Little girl drinks dog piss.”I wasn’t thinking when I said, “We have a camera you can use. I think it would be hot to watch me drinking Bruno’s piss.”Mom said, “Damn it Louise. Don’t tell them everything. I don’t want you being a fucking porn star for the world.”Billy said, “Oh, mom has some spirit now. Got any more secrets that you want or don’t. In those days, she had been the Homecoming Queen, hopelessly hooked up with one of the nameless (at least to me) bull-necked offensive linemen on our Regional Champion football team.And I had been the nerdy, four-eyed, underweight-for-my-height, clarinet-playing, computer-diddling nobody. The guy with good grades and not-much-else going for him. The idea, back then, of going out with Shirley Kiner was as unthinkable as climbing Mt. Everest -- barefoot.But fast-forward to Now, I was the Big-time. By the time I got home I had mapped out a course of action. It was another one of Karen's 'charity' nights and she wasn't home when I got there. I called and arranged for a sitter, packed a bag and tossed it in the car and then I took the tape that Charley had given me for John - I was keeping the copies for the divorce - and I left it on the kitchen table with a note, "You might enjoy this. At least you sure seemed to like doing it. Personally, I thought it sucked!" Then I left the house and.