Talking for hours and hours lets you start to understand someone, and as I got to know the two of them, I found myself wanting to know them better.I p...assed the time hearing Roberta tell me about her childhood and early adult years. "My father left us when I was small, and mom had to work crazy hours to keep the roof over our heads. If it hadn't been for Aunt Fran I would had to raise myself. As it was, she was always looking out for me. I'd come home from school and find the phone ringing. Aunt. “Have a seat. You too Mahesh” “Thanks you have a wonderful apartment.” I replied. “Why thank you. Mahesh, don’t you think it’s time we showed our friend the real Delhi.” “Sure.” Replied Mahesh rather seductively as I felt his hand on my thigh reaching up for my crotch. “You must be so hard under there, isn’t it uncomfortable let me undo your jeans.” “Only if Rahul joins in” I replied licking my lips. Rahul sat next to me on the sofa; I now had two hot guys on either side. Mahesh’s hands were in. He'd promised that if she helped him, he would keep her alive. She would never have to be alone again.Little by little the dream faded, gradually enough that she couldn't define the precise moment she woke up. If everything went right, this would be the last time she would wake up in this room. She was a little scared to leave. It might be nice to have more people around, but she'd been safe here, learned to live here. If she was somewhere else, would she forget how to live again?Eckert had. I promise I won't... you know?" Uh, I don't know, Joe? Do you mean it? Promise?"Mrs. Baxter had just left when I heard a timid knock at the back door and I let Ann in. My room was set up again as it had been the first time, including the trick leg on the bench. Needless to say, I had no intention of honouring my promise but I suspect that Ann didn't expect or want me to, either. I wondered it there was any significance to the fact that she was wearing the same Black Watch tartan kilt as she had.