We were discreet, but I felt so naughty.On his 23rd birthday, we went out to dinner near my house. Normally, we would go back to his dorm for the week...end. I would stay there, but his birthday was on a school night and his college was an hour away, so we had to stay close to my house.We started heavily making out in his car but we couldn't go back to my place because of my parents. I hated doing it in the car; it was so uncomfortable. I asked him if we could go for a walk. We parked and started. Or anyone." He doesn't know me, Meg. He doesn't know anything except what's rolling around in his confused mind. He's sure he's doing the right thing to protect your family. He just has a different idea of what protection is. I suppose this is just another manifestation of PTSD. He's got a single idea in his head, and that's all he recognizes." I don't care. We can't let him hurt you again," Yolanda cried."I'm going to look after that, right now. I'm going to move out and live elsewhere until. Mai bi khush ho gya k mujhe bi mouka mil skta h use chodne ka. . . . Fir aise krke kai din nikal gye. Ek din maine use cll kiya or bola k tu use mere gao me le chl vha humara tubewell h vha koi ni rhta din me to usne bola thek h. Mera plan kam krne lga nd ek din vo mere sath apni gf ko lekar gao nikal gye hum dono drink krte h to maine ek bottle daru ki le li thi. Vha phauch kar maine undono ko tubewell ke room me baitha diya or bola mai kuch khane ko lata hu. Aisa bol kr mai nikal gya nd gao. I'm glad you are OK," she said, I smiled at her and her scowl returned, "This doesn't mean I like you."I wasn't sure what to say, so I just nodded in understanding. Alice seemed to find that response acceptable as she returned my nod and walked back to her seat. I sat staring at her in a daze for a bit, it hadn't occurred to me that there would be shades of the anti-MORFS movement that weren't the violent hate mongers I had grown to loath and fear.Mr Griffiths came storming in to start the.