"Well thank you sister that is a good idea thanksagain. You have a great day." We both turn around and I feel Cindy'smom take my hand as we walk out o...f the school."I don't know why I'm taking your hand I know your really seventeenKellie. The school uniform just makes you look ten years younger. I'msorry if I'm treating you like a baby girl." I smile looking up atCindy's mom as we walk to her minivan and get in.I start to giggle un-controllably. "What so funny Kellie? You laugh anyharder you're. Apne mere text ka reply nhi kia?”She:- “Tum please phone rkho.. And don’t text me as well”Me:- “Main apke ghar arha hu”She:- “No.. Please mt ana”I did cut the call and went down through lift. I was too out of control now. I rang her doorbell. She opened in an instant. I didn’t wait for anything else and pushed the partial opening of the door and went in. I turned and closed the door. She was looking afraid. But she was looking gracious. God, she was wearing a red saree. MAGNIFICANT! A tight. "Hello." Um . . . is that you Vincent?" a feminine voice I knew all to well asked."Yeah. Hi Stacey." Um. I was wondering if we could get together today? I have something to show you." Yeah. What?" It's kinda a surprise," he said giggling as he did so. I could just see his face at the other end of the line smiling which always made me smile. Yes I was hooked."Well. Sure. Okay. Where and when?" How 'bout Woodruff Park at three this afternoon?" Okay. See ya then," I said hanging up.Shortly. So that day I came back home after waving goodbye to mom from airport. When I reached home Pratima was waiting for me.I asked her what happened? She said that she was scared being all alone and was anxiously waiting when I would come. Since those were the summer days, it was quite hot. So she was just wearing a saree without any bra or blouse. Let me tell you that her figure is 34-28-30. You can say that she was just covering herself with a saree and nothing else. When she was talking with me.