I sit in the shower for hours crying the water that consumes me, wrinkles my fingerprints, and pinks my skin beyond the soft white naivety that it nor...mally blushes. Cleaning doesn’t help. Much. I am no nurse though the shower, as such, is my hospital. Perhaps I should let them be. Scars heal over when left alone. Sometimes vanish like old friends or the garbage left by the curb on Tuesday night. I caress my scars. Dream about him next to me. Feel him in the night tending them. Believe that he’s. Inhaling deeply of the invigorating night air, she thought back to that momentous day, scant weeks earlier, and smiled, the enigmatic smile of a young woman who has tasted--or believes she has tasted--of all life has to offer. Though their first experiences had been in the golden light of day, lately, as the sweltering heat of the days grew to seemingly rival that of the forge at which Petr toiled for his living, she and her beloved had taken to meeting there in the cooler summer night, the. 20 baje the mene phie se unki gaand me jadd gaya ab jaldi uthe aur clothes pehne aur last smooch kiya 5mins. takk lip kiss kiya phir vo bahar nikli aur sabhi doors ke lock open karr ke jaldi se uske room me chali gaie 7 baje sabhi logg uthe aur fresh hokar nasta karr ne ke liye aa gaye muje bahot hi fever tha mere face pe se clear dikh raha tha ki me puri raat nahi soya hu aunty boli tuje to tezz bukhar he chal me tuje nasta deke medicine dediti hu me jaldi se mere room me chala gaya thodi der. Next week... whatever suits you." I'd like that... only..." Yes?" This kind of work you do. It's a bit–"I took a deep breath before saying, "Don't worry about that. I'm getting out of the business anyway."Yes, it was a lie, but only a little one. I didn't know at that moment that it was actually the truth."But what about mother?"I had to think about that. "Tell her you enjoyed it. But go get a shower – that'll disguise the fact that we've only talked."She gave me a grateful smile, "Thank you,.