On the day of my send-off I gave here my AUTOGRAPH (Slam) book, TO write her opinion about me. She took the book & I don’t know why?! but with tears... in her Eyes she left the send-off hall.After my exams one fine night she called to my cell and said “If You want to write something for you in your slam book then you should come and meet me at my home & she added Its better you come tomorrow because my parents are not gonna be at home tomorrow”It was very surprising; even then I said yes to her.. He saw Andy pause for a second, eyes widening, before he retreated with a sing-song ?Okay.?Her touch was delicious and distracting, but he was at a loss as to what he should do or say. The laptop pinged to indicate the download was complete and he gave a little startled jump. She giggled, but didn’t take her hand away.?Um, well, it’s ready. We can do a quick scan or a full scan – that takes a bit longer, of course??We’d better do it properly, if you don’t mind. If you can bear to stand me for. I don’t know who won the contest, but God, I’d be up for a rematch!We ended up lying on the couch in each other’s arms, panting and gasping as we caught our breaths. “Come on, I want to show you some stuff before Paul gets home.”“Paul McEvoy, the assistant new director, right? He lives here, too?” I asked curiously.She nodded. “Um, hmm. We live together. He still has a place of his own, but this is nicer. He doesn’t get home until after the late news.” She stood and took my hand. “Come on, you. ...as we were moving out of the dance shop a patron remarked that the organisers of the parade were in a pub on the next street....really let s pay them a visit Mistress exclaimed.We arrived at the pub in ten minutes ,you sissy stay here in d middle of the pavement so everybody can admire you and she entered the pub with her partner in tow and soon started a conversation with the organisers....after about 20 mins that for me seemed an eternity I was ordered in.....When they saw me they all.