I grabbed the long, black skirt. I stepped into it as my mother called my name again. I hurriedly drew it up and tucked the tails of my blouse into it... The skirt zipped on my left side and fit snugly around my waist. I smoothed the fabric, my bare toes flexing. I grabbed my socks and pulled them on as fast as I could.“Heather Miller,” Mother cried for a third time, “why are you dawdling?”“Sorry, Mother!” I called back. I rushed to the door, my black hair swaying a thick braid behind me. I was. She shouted come up so I went up in candles light there when stepped in the room the lights have been on.She was in the half sari which is south Indian girls wear at functions and holding cake and knife I went to her hugged her and hold her hand we both have cut the cake she given me one piece and I gave her one piece some cream has touched her lips. So I had kissed her lips and swallowed the cream.She then pushed me side and later came and hugged me then I lifted her and taken her to nearer. More

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