“I’m going to bed.” Was all she said and once more bent down and kissed my forehead. Maybe something in my eyes betrayed me but as she looked do...wn on me she bent her lips towards me once more and planted a soft kiss on my lips, her lips lingering that instant longer than mere friendship should dictate and hinting in my adolescent world of something more to come. I closed my eyes and tried to lock the memory of that kiss inside me so that I could keep it forever. When I opened my eyes she was. So it was fixed and i dropped her back home and i told her I will pick her at 8.30 am and she said ok.Next day I picked her on time in my car and went to the resort, it was morning it was drive for an hour, We reached there, and a separate table was arranged for the two us, and it was very private. It was not towards the center where the pool was located and all that. So we ordered for some food at 10.30am and had our breakfast and then we spoke for awhile about families and non-sense. Today. The kind of house depended on many things, like what materials were available, what kind of weather or other threats they had to protect themselves from, how long they planned to live in the house, and how many were going to live in it.“To an Apache, houses are temporary things that they don’t spend much time in and leave behind when they move ... which they do, frequently. Wickiups take very little time to build; and, because they aren’t going to be lived in for long, there is little. I sat on bed and Meera sat down taking my leg in her lap and slowly touching it. My feet was almost touching her left boob. She was busy checking my leg and I was slowly chasing her nipple with my toe.Then she started to massage my feet and after some time, she went to the kitchen and brought some warm water in small tub and asked me to soak my legs in it. She came and sits beside me.Me: aww. Thank you baby. I wish you were my girlfriend.Meera: are you mad. *she hits me lightly on my head* shut.