Hadn’t seen him in over ten years. He had gone for his studies to the United states. “Hey Akila.. how are you?” He demanded walking into the apa...tment. He was his flamboyant self. I offered him tea and we talked about the old days. He was married with three kids. He had married an Italian girl. The topic turned to me. At some point I broke down and told him about Vishals inability to impregnate me and the stress it was causing. His hand reached up to caress my cheek. Tears slipped down my. She saw me. We manage to avoid the contact. He showed few patterns. She selected the simple one. I said mom get this one, which was quite sexy and transparent. She said I don’t wear these kind of. I said “ok, but it will suit you for sure.” The conversation was going on in front of the seller. She said to keep shut by her eyes. I stopped. She said to pack the same I chose. And she smiled. This was the first clue which was making us more closer and frank.And I started again chatting on net with. ” I tried to make out what she just said.“Well, I want you to seduce him and make out with him. Then I may act like I caught you guys. He will be ashamed at his act and then we can involve him in our lustful activities. This way he won’t have any problems about me sleeping with guys. And moreover, you will get a new dick.” She winked at me, clenching my fists.“Oh! Sure I can do that for you dear. But where is Sid?” I asked.“He is lying on the floor in the bedroom. Still unconscious.” She stood. “Just don’t tell them I bailed you out,” I pleaded. She agreed to keep the secret.Beth was a perfect fit for drinking with my band of misfit friends, all of whom were police officers. She was also extremely flirty and dirty. I knew instinctively she was going to be a lot of fun to hang around with. When they asked where she worked, she told them she was a “voyeuristic administrative assistant that liked to mess with people’s heads.” When they pressed her for details, she sarcastically.