"I'll be home by 5:30, " I promised. There was no need to worry aboutwalking past the Peters' residence. Sam wasn't at home. I took my time asI made m...y way to Darla's. I found myself wondering just why she'd gone tothe "salon". As far as I could tell, she looked perfect the way she was. Iarrived at her house a few minutes early and decided that I wouldn't takean extra trip around the block this time. I went up and rang the doorbell.Dr. Raspberry answered. "Yes, may I help you?" "Errrr, yes sir.. " Then she paused and added, "You two really have your priorities straight."Then she laughed and said, "I'll tell you how screwed up I've been: After voting against giving you the award, I thought about it some more and was delighted about your receiving it. You were really showing up the men! But now I realize nothing could be further from the truth. You're just trying to be helpful. The idea of showing up men would never enter your heads. You just do your thing, and I think your thing is. My parents stay abroad and was in my tharavad with my grandparents and aunties. I was lonely in my childhood days so I was very eager to make friends.In my new school,i got two girls as my good friends.We were sitting at the last bench. I was sitting in the middle of my dear friends susan a tall girl with a good physique.She was a sports star too. The second one was rakhi an average looking girl with a well maintained structure..We were very close friends. It all happened on a school sports. But nice like she would be to any stranger. Polite, but not intimate. She had told me that she was shy and not anything like she appeared online, but I hadn't really believed her. And why should I? She had begged to be questioned about the most secret particulars of her sexuality. She titillated me with tales from her teens, of her wedding night, of romantic interludes in the ten years that she had been married. I was the only one that knew that she sometimes touched herself. I was the only one.