A student?’ Mark smiled a hateful little grin that was both boastful and pointed, ‘A student, yes.’ ‘Jesus,’ Henry shook his head. ‘Are yo...u passing judgment on me?’ Mark asked. ‘Of course not,’ Henry replied, ‘It’s just that you’re a teacher, you’re married…’ ‘Are you making moral judgments?’ Mark cut him off, ‘Let me remind you that I’m not the only one with secrets around here, Henry.’ Henry sat back in his chair. This was getting ugly really fast, and while he had guessed that Mark wouldn’t. Akka en meethu kama aasaiyil irukiraal enbathai appozhuthu thaan therinthu konden, akka naan aval veetirku sendrathum vaa da ulle vaa endru ennai azhaithaal. Naan ulle selum pozhuthe aval mulaiyaal ennai idithaal, aanal suma sola kudathu akkavirku periya pazhutha mulai irunthathu. Thirumanathirku munbu irunthathai vida ippozhuthu perithaaga sexiyaga irukirathu.Aval mulai kaambu en meethu patu azhunthiyathu, pinbu ennai sofavil amarthi vitu aval kuzhanthaiyai tharuvathu pola aval mulaiyaal ennai. Brad watched her move along as if the crutches were part of her.“Hi, Brad, nice to see you again,” Sandra McBride, Jessica’s mom, said entering the living room.“Hi Mrs. McBride,” he smiled, taking in her appearance in a short skirt and low cut button up top.“How many times do I have to say that you can call me Sandra?”“Okay, Sandra it is.” He inhaled the fresh fragrance of her perfume as she walked passed him into the living room to sit on a chair by the fireplace.Jessica sat on the couch,. Where was it? Back and forth, he went – chair to door, door to chair. It was simply not there. He was now drenched in his own sweat. Standing by his chair, slowly turning to look through out the room, he could not find it. Rushing into the hall, he looked by the phone, still nothing. Where the hell did he put it? Going back to his chair, he over turned it to see if it may have fallen. He began searching each room separately. Nothing, nothing, nothing. The last room he entered was the bedroom..