First I’ll try the land-line.’ I picked up the house phone and started punching in Vholes’ number. Carlo picked up. ‘Front desk. Ah, Mr. Jack....How can I help you?’ I imagined that I heard a mocking undertone in his usually subservient voice. ‘Uh, yeah. I was trying to call my attorney.’ ‘I’m sorry, sir, but the main switchboard is out. I’ll have someone notify you when it is repaired.’ I hung up the phone. ‘He says the switchboard is out. Let’s go up to the roof.’ Jennifer and I got our phones. Sequoiah was the right mix of chatty and attentive to his words. Within a week they’d fucked.No one would have made him guess that he would now be living with a gay motherfucker - pleased as punch to boot.Back to this morning…Chris pulled the sissy off his throbbing manhood. Saliva followed and fell to the floor. He tossed his elfin lover back to the bed.The punk wiggled around until his torso was on the mattress, but his feet were on the floor.Chris pulled off his belt and raised it high. He. I was thinking about him , about his body , his hair , his eyes . and then !!There was a knock at the door . I was startled and by train of thoughts vanished with that knock … I asked who it was and the answer was Mr.Bajpai , or hostels warden . I quickly hid my cigarette packet , lighter and ashtray and opened the door .“Good evening , Mr.Bajpai . ” I said with a sleepy tone“Good evening , Virat . I would like you to meet your roommate , Sahil Kulkarni . ““You !! “, I said , startled because. He had fathered my only child.Chris had had an affair. Although he claims it was a drunken one night stand with a hooker who was milling about outside a hotel where he was staying while out on work. In short - it was a terrible mistake and everyone deserves a second chance.The problem is, he often stays away from home. So one prostitute could easily be ten or more. And what diseases could he bring home?Just the thought made me sick.I had given Chris my virginity. I had been faithful to him..