She saw me first and came to me and said “Hello”.I was so fucking glad that we talked.I know it was just a hello but at that time, it meant so muc...h more.I too, said “Hi”.Her: Aap ghar hi jaa rhe hai?Me: Hanji.Kyu? Her: I have an umbrella, you wanna walk with me?Me: Thankyou so much.Me abhi wahi soch raha tha ki ghr kaise jaunga.Her: Chalo then, lets’s go.We started walking and the conversation began..She asked me about where I’m from and about my work and stuff and then I got to know that she. So i already gave up on getting and tried to focus on other girls until that day.Someone ringed at my door so i moved to the front and opened it. There she was standing, dressed in a coat and in boots. She was crying and her mascara was ruined. She looked up at me, hugged me and buried her face into my chest. I quickly moved her into my living room and made her a coffee. As i walked back into the room i saw her taking a big sip out of the vodka bottle from my bar. I sat next to her and put my. You've had lots of great times together holidays and vacations, birthdays, weddings and even have a (respectful) good time at funerals. You were everyone's go to guys to invite to their parties. You share pretty much everything but the law between you is that girls and relationships are sacred and neither of you would interfere unless the other is clearly being harmed in any way. You discussed this over many a beer and knew you'd watch each other's backs. Trust was your number one priority with. We swam and played pinball on some old rickety pinball game all morning. You didn’t need to put quarters in it to play. It was just free to whoever wanted to play. It was another warm, beautiful day and no one acted strangely about us being there. I felt like I belonged there - even though I was nude and part of the, ‘other camp’. No one treated us any differently than any of the other kids.Jessie and Stefan didn’t get boners. I was hoping Jessie would. That might have made him seem perverted.