Kenneth's help, I don't think Ilooked much like the guy they used to hang out with. Anyway, they can'tprove it. Even if they did try to make trouble, ...it's their word againstmine. You'd back me up, Mom, wouldn't you? You'd say I was home allday, right?Mom paused."No, I wouldn't. It's wrong to lie. You know that and, whatever theconsequences, you can't start your life as Jenny based on dishonesty.We always knew that there was a chance you'd be recognized. It wasbound to happen sooner or later. We. ‘Kuchh khaya ki nahi. Khana taiyar hai. . Main table par lagati hoon.’‘Bhabhi main train me kha chukka hoon. Abi bhookh nahi hai…Abhi to bas pyas hai…’‘Aur pani piyoge…’‘Kya Bhabhi, Itni door se Engineer banake aa raha hoon…Aap sirf Pani Pila rahe ho…’‘Kya piyoge?’‘Aapka Somras…Aapke lal –lal rasile hothon ka ras…aapki nipples ka amrit….’‘Maine mana kiya?’ We embraced each other. Our lips met. The kiss was long and passionate. I was feeling her chuchis on my chest. It turned me on. My Lund. Jake and Nina grabbed Anita and played with her in the shallow end while Carmen and Louisa splashed around by the diving board. Nina said they were going to need a baby barrier of some sort around the pool. Jake said he was on it, maybe a decorative and gated wrought iron fence would do the trick.Louisa’s body was just as good as the hints of it she had flashed Jake. Even in a one piece, she showed more curves than a mountain road. Jake would look up from playing with the baby to find Louisa’s. Like all Pakistani's,everyone modestly changed their clothes in privacy, so I never had thechance to see anything more of his body. Matin appeared oblivious of myfascination. We talked about everything else, but I was too much of acoward to reveal anything about my sexual interest in guys to him, and sothe days went by.Mr. Jamal, whom I soon started calling Uncle Zafar, was busy all day whileDad was at work, viewing suitable houses for themselves to live, or goingon job interviews. In the.