They would call me bad. You dont believe Im bad do you? No, was all I could say before she continued. Not everyone believes the same but because som...e do think what I have done is bad we have to keep secrets. We never know who might call us bad so we cant tell anyone. After a while I want you to throw your drawings of me in the furnace. Of course if you change them so they dont look like me it would be okay for you to keep them. Can you do that? I can, I agreed. Good. Do you want to make. All he wanted me to pay for was the airfare he would be able to manage the rest. I told him I’d do him one better I would pay for the airfare and the hotel for a week. His eyes started to glisten because men don’t cry. My Christmas shopping was now complete.Tuesday morning, I met with the girls before class. We picked up from where we left off yesterday. The girls had gone shopping for their dresses the moment when they found out I would be out of the hospital. They revealed each girls’ color.. Saachi being a modern and frank girl was dressed in a t shirt and shorts, and to add to her hotness she was sitting by folding her legs which was exposing her complete white thighs making all of us restless and even hornier. Her t shirt was definitely 2 sizes less than her requirement due to which her boobs were getting crushed in them and her bra strips were completely visible.So we decided to play the game of damsharas, 3 boys and Saachi on one team and 3 boys on other team. We played normal. I stared up at the ceiling and smiled to myself, permanent freedom. That's what we had now. Freedom to do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted.Aunt Layla rolled off of the bed and began collecting her clothes, ''I'm getting into Bobbie's bed before you ask,'' she said, ''I wouldn't want anything to slip into me during the night Doc.'' she added with a hand on my leg.I continued to stare up at the ceiling thinking about what the future could hold for us as a family. I wondered what Mom would.