"I'm going to get some coke and a video camera," I said matter-of-factly. "Then we're getting an expensive hotel room downtown. You're going home and ...dumping Todd for the night. You'll dress up like angel." An actual angel?" Yes. Do you have wings?" I shoved harder on her sister's neck, cock-spearing her young mouth. I felt her nose on my balls, huffing air. Her arms flailed and rattled the tabletop, but neither Lisa nor I cared.Lisa raised a sly eyebrow. "I actually think I do have some. After all this time of constant nudity, especially with how the wearing of constricting clothing would make her feel as her belly continued to swell, the mere thought of wearing even stretch-waist pants was more than Mrs. Phillips could stomach.The other students were also advised, mostly through the jungle drums that make up student gossip. Finally, it was felt that a school-wide announcement was advisable, and the Principal sent a letter home with all students. It was happy and cheery,. We looked at each other, exchanged smiles and she asked, “Have you guys settled in well in the building?” I was amazed how sharp could her memory be. I told her that we are still getting used to the neighborhood and we talked for a while when I got to know that she is from Montreal (5 hours away from Toronto). Montreal is located in the French State of Canada, so most of the people speak French over there. The thought of talking to a French girl in the laundry room in the basement of a building. Tabhi maine kaha,”Waise tum to galat profession me aa gaye ho. Doctors to bade besharm hote hain. Tum to kuch zda hi sharmile ho.”Wo haske bola,”Are aisa kuch nhi hai bhabhi. Bas padhai se fursat nhi milti.”Maine kaha,”Kya tumhari koi girl friend hai?”Usne bataya,”Nhi bhabhi abhi tak to koi nhi hai.”To maine puchha,”Iska matlab tumne kbhi kisi ladki se sath…?”Wo sharma ke bola,”Nhi bhabhi. Abhi tak aisa mauka nhi mila.”Mujhe laga ki uski sharm mitaane ke liye mujhe hi kuch karna padega. Mai gai.