In the emails.'She stared at him for a few seconds and then said, 'If you think you're going to talk your way out of this by inventing a few stories.....''I'm not inventing stories,' he shrieked. 'We agreed to use a code in case either of us wanted to call a halt - Ebenezer.'When she failed to speak, he added, 'You can't deny all knowledge of the emails. For God's sake, you must know about them.'She appeared not to.'Oh shit!' Then relief flooded through him as he remembered where they were.. “Yes, I can’t recollect when Prakash fucked me like this before. I suspect you have something to do with it. Did you allow him to fondle you in car?” she asked suspiciously. Somehow I diverted the topic.They left in the afternoon. Our house was like a school on Sunday, so lonely, so boring. I could not imagine how we were living without Bhakti before.Our lives were slowly limping to our normal routine, when another big jolt came. Varun was selected for 45 day foreign tour for seminars and I. It was funny, but I couldn't seem to dredge up much in the way of memories about this girl. All I remembered was that she was a girl I was seeing at the same time, back when Evelyn and I were having our little fling.That little trip down memory lane did nothing to diminish the amount of time I kept spending thinking of Evelyn. It sure didn't help things that I separated all my pictures with her in them and took them into my bedroom to save for my later, more careful, perusal.I was starting to. Finally the physical pleasure of release overtook the mental pain, and then I slept.In the morning, mom and I were alone, she sipping coffee and I finishing my PB and J. "How far did you go last night?"I looked up at her, not saying a word. Possibly my face spoke for me."Listen, maryjane, your father and I once went to high school. So did your big brother. We know how children act when they get there. Let's hear it." I'm still a virgin." That's nice; now answer my question."My mother, although.