The sound of my bed buzzing disrupts me from the comfort of this bed. If I had some busybody nosy friends, I would have probably rolled my eyes and ignore the call, or act like a pompous bitch and switch the damn gadget off. But that is not the case - never has been. I have no buddies at all. This call can only be either from Jerol's parents or his friends who have been calling to ask how he is doing.

I pull myself away from my Jerol cautiously, without alarming him. The peaceful sight of his cute face when he is sound asleep like a toddler is something...