It was a nice sunny June day she was showing me around. After 2:00pm we sat down at an outside bench just to rest a little from all the walking, when ...I thought everything was fun just her and I. We heard a familiar voice saying “hey you guys” we both looked and noticed one of our friends. He was white about 5’7 meaty in the right spots. As he walked up he sat down next to us, more like sat next to Lu. Few minutes passed we were talking about random things in life, one of those random things was. I used to take him to the market and help him in doing her work.And she helps me in my studies also everyday after dinner when my parents go to sleep she used to teach me .It was night time so I used to wear my shorts and used to wear nighty because we both are very frank I used to the bhabhi’s room with my books study there only we are like good friends we used to talk to each other, we also watch movies together.Some times after studying I used to sleep in bhabhi room and she don’t mind. One. With a foot propped on the rock so he could stand without busting his ass again, he grabbed hold of the top and lifted. Grudgingly, it seemed, and with a hiss of escaping air, the top gave against reluctant hinges. Once the top was open far enough, he put a shoulder under it, and with his hands to help, pushed upward until the top was half open.To his amazement, the inside of the case was dry and contained a double row of containers that were a dull olive color. The containers were stacked two. *****One week, about six months after the events above we met in the Savoy for a cup of tea and a chat. The Thames Foyer is a beautiful place to meet. I enjoyed taking Monique to all the places that showed London to its best advantage. In fact I had a whole bundle of friends but I met none of them as often as Monique.That day was the day that she told me her real name and at last I knew that she was not only my best friend, I was hers. I was hers.There is a fantastic glass dome in that room..