It’s okay.’ He turned his head a little and let out a hard sigh. ‘But it shouldn’t be this way.’ As much as I hated to admit it, he was rig...t. There was no reason why things should have been different between us. But truth was I didn’t see him the same way. He had just became the guy that broke my heart. ‘Well, that’s the way it is. We can’t go back and change what happened.’ I watched him as he walked a little faster, getting further and further away. ‘Jonathan,’ I called out and he stopped. Not after he had seen me like this, not after he had gotten a taste of me.So I closed my eyes.The bed springs squeaked and whined as his weight kept shifting. I wasn’t sure what he was doing since I kept my eyes shut, but it was something. It felt like maybe a minute passed, perhaps two.“Are you ready to lose your first kiss?” I heard him ask.Ugh, I didn’t like the phrasing of his question. As if he was about to steal something that belonged to me. But I wasn’t going to make a big deal out of. I am going to narrate about how I made out with a complete stranger after continuing my adventures with my husband’s friend Vinod and my ex-boyfriend Kishore.On one fine evening of August, I was busy with my kitchen work and simultaneously sexting with Kishore. My husband was, as usual, was busy with his news channels on the TV. Suddenly, we got a call from one of our aunts who just fixed her daughter’s marriage (one of my favourite cousin, Sneha). We both were glad to hear that news and. I cannot go to movies – now that I am married. I cannot wear jeans or skirts only sarees and it is like a jail. so what else to do but sit here and pass timeThe two guys sat on the steps with meBhabi – don’t worry. Become our friend and you will never be bored. We have enough time after college and will keep you company.He will kill me if he knows.Bhabi – he will not know. we will never come to your house or talk to you in the street. But, you can come to our room and no one will know or.