" Almost as rough, I added to myself, as my last week with terminal cancer.Gina was puzzled. "You mean you don't remember how long you were on heroin?..." No, I really don't. I have amnesia. I don't remember anything that happened to me before, like, a few months ago, and I was already an addict then. Maybe one of my tricks hit me over the head or something." Well, that period of your life's over now," Gina said. "It's probably best you don't remember."I told her about my job, and how I was living. But not here, not now. Can we meet tomorrow after school, at the station house?" Are you serious?" I was almost yelling. "That asshole —" Shut up, son," he said sternly. "Tomorrow. After school. You might want to bring a lawyer."A lawyer?I was still there, frozen in my seat, when he left. I only knew one lawyer, so when I was finished with baseball practice that afternoon, I told Jeanne and Jill, who were waiting outside the locker room, that I needed to stop by the public library."Why are you. Itnay may door nock hoa or mery tu hosh hi uar gay may ghabra k uth k khara ho giya anti ny kaha kuch nahi hoa ghabra kion rahy ho anti uthi or door open kerny lagi mayny anti sy kaha pagel ho kion open ker rahi ho usn ay kaha aram sy betho ok kuch nahi ho ga.jab anti ny door open kia tu 1 or anti ki umer ki uraat ander aa gai may ghanbra giya k yeh kon hy jab dekha tu wo anti ki chuti sis thi jo k hamary hi area may rehti hy.wo b ander aa gai.wo mujy dekh k kehny lagi kia haal hy theek ho may. I couldn't avoid admiring the gentle curve of her bubble butt as she walked away from me and the womanly curve of her hips, the close fit of her cut off shirts accentuating her shape."I only have about 10 more minutes to do on this assignment and then I am done. I do have a little reading to do but I was planning to do that later in bed if that's alright with you?" Sure, so long as you have nothing else to do. Would you let me check over what you have done as I don't want you rushing it just.