The news pundits had been vying with one another to predict the moment of climb-down, capitulation and compromise. In the meantime, people who were un...sure where Pakistan was in relation to India had now become familiar with the names of places and politicians they couldn't hope to spell correctly. Nobody had expected the nations of the relatively prosperous Indian subcontinent to wreck everything that had been achieved in nearly a century of independence.One consequence of India's growing. She needs to go to the bathroom and since there are only five minuets of recess left I figured I might as well bring her back her to go to the bathroom, after saying this she left me to take care of Alyssa. I stared at Alyssa dumbfounded. The bathroom is right there, I pointed idiotically. Alyssa just stared at me. You can go in you know, I encouraged. I cant reach the toilet, she replied in a hushed and embarrassed tone. I tried to fight my mind, Take her now, my subconscious screamed. Do. “And we do know what our men like.”Our men? Does she consider me her man?! Who is this girl? The local nymphomaniac who just found some new prey? A forgotten lover from my past? Someone that my friends back home are using to prank me?“I love the new haircut,” she said as she stroked my scalp with a loving touch.Haircut? It had been a couple of weeks since I last visited my barber and I was due for a trim – no pun intended.“What makes you think that I just had my hair cut?” I said.The blonde. "Come seemy dollies." Okay, Denise," Karen replied, "but first, do you know who this is?"Karen stepped aside so the little girl could see Karen's mother."Mommy!" Denise shouted, rushing to embrace her mother. Her motherhugged and kissed her."You can't have two mothers," Karen said."I can too," Denise insisted. "Nancy is my first mommy and Sharon is mysecond mommy."Karen wondered how the little girl knew that Karen's mother's first namewas Nancy. "How old are you, Dennis?" Karen asked.The little.