”I paused, then showed him my phone again. “I hooked up with this guy a while back.”Chad frowned. “Who the hell is that?”“He’s a guy I... knew in high school. I just... well, I don’t like being reminded of it now.”“Me neither,” he said.“I’m sorry—”“You know I don’t like thinking of you with anyone but me,” he said as he put his arms around me.“I don’t either. If I had to do it over again....” But I didn’t finish my sentence.“How about you just turn off your phone,” he said, “and fuck the guy. And finally, Acceptance : ‘ Well, I can always staple a hat to my head….’ Now? Twelve gleaming skulls lined up in a row, sunlight glaring harshly of baby smooth skin, eyes downcast, arms crossed. Never had they imagined the price of their Awakening would be quite so steep. Patron Saint looked on these waffling grasshoppers & decided their collective bark required further hardening, thus, a trip to town in broad daylight, without the benefit of snug fitting caps or dime store wigs, smack dab. She lifted her head and looked imploringly at me, "but please it was just for fun, come on, I'm begging, girl to girl, pllleassssse." "No! panties flirting is punishable by up to 40 lashes," I reminded her, both of us knowing full well that the lashes would come from a wide, suede leather, belt that made a loud slap, yet with a very mild sting. I leaned forward, reached behind her and unzipped her dress. "Stand up, take it off." She stood up slowly and shrugged the dress. Shyam: sir please take this 1000 Rs and leave us.Cop 2: we can’t leave her. But you may go.Shyam: Sir take this another 1000 Rs. Do whatever you want with her but please leave her sir.Cop 1: that’s the deal.Cop 2: (seeing cop 1) you clear the vehicles and make sure that no one sees this. We don’t wanna get into any trouble.Cop 1:okay you go ahead and enjoy this bitch.He took me to their car. He told me to remove my dress and put in the front seat. We were in the back seat. He too removed his.