So, telling people that Julie was my “wifey” would have been the source of endless ridicule. Thus, the nicknames became a personal private secret ...between us.High SchoolThe year we both turned fourteen, Julie started high school. Although Julie was a year ahead of me in school, we were actually only a few months apart in age. My birthday was late in the year and my parents were able to have me start school a year later so that I would not end up in the same classes as my brother, who had been. Little did I know what was in store for me this summer. My father, who is really my step-father was very protective of me. My mother married him when I was in my early teens. I can remember fighting with him all the time as I was insisting he was trying to replace my father who had walked away from my mother and I. About two years ago, I realized my real father was never going to contact us or come back to make amends. At that point, I was starting to mature and desperately wanted a father. Prathame silver jubli celebration kala pare just khali tike purei genhibi. Didi munha teki mote kiss kari uthi palei gale.Mu papa sahit tv dekhu dekhu kahili papa didi bia bhitare 8inchia bandata pura set heijainaa.Aji dekhibu. Raju tu momi ku patta. Ratire room re misika habaa.Mu bi bhabuchi. Momi agree. Jama chinta karani. Mu rosoi room ku asi plata upare basili. Didi momi ku pacharu dhari nahi ku ghasuthile. Momi ku kiss karu karu kahile momi raju banda masta genhuchi naa.Ki tu dekhaunu.. I decided that I was done with everything I’d wanted to do in the bathroom…except him. So I kept fucking with my lips and touched up my mascara. Every once in a while he’d look over his shoulder and peek at me. I noticed him staying longer than necessary. I smiled on the inside when I had a really nasty thought. I turned and picked up my purse and went into the toilet and closed the door but did not lock it. I marveled for a moment at all of the sexual graffiti mixed with personal.