"You're quoting your roommate again, aren't you?" She looked back up at me, eyes full of tears. "Did it ever occur to you that that roommate of yours ...s just an empty-headed bimbo?" I continued harshly. She blinked, trying to read between the lines of my little tirade."Okay, here's the plan," I continued matter-of-factly. "Tomorrow morning, we're going to wake up and make love again. Then, we're going to clean up, I'll make breakfast, and you are going to pack us a picnic lunch. We're going to. I checked with my hubby and asked what to do. He suggested going for walk or doing something, and then i taught of yoga classes. That week end we enquired and found a yoga training institute which was close to our apartments also. I insisted my hubby also to join but due to his work he refused but i was sad. Then after my hubby goes to office i went to yoga classes for the first week a women in 30 taught me yoga. Since i was not that much exposed to outer world i wore chudi for yoga classes.. I told her that I had no idea if Mom had worn a bikini lately or not. I said that I assumed that when she did use the pool when I wasn't there, she probably just enjoyed the privacy. Pam asked if I thought that she should just put the towel back on and forget about the pool. I told her I saw no reason why she should cover up now! I had already seen what I was going to see.She asked if I felt awkward with her dressing like this. I just gave her a look as if she was crazy. She looked down and my. She spoke briefly with him, too quietly to be heard, before hanging up, out of the corner of my eye I saw her give me a small nod. Of course all that, phone call included, had been something of a charade. All the real communication had taken place within our thoughts.With both our signatures in place, I returned the two documents to the inside pocket of my jacket and reached out to take his hand."You will want to go home and explain what is going on to your family. Call your bank. They'll want.