Inside the air was cool, but had the sour smell of cigarettes and spilled drinks. My kind of place. I grabbed a stool at the bar and signaled the bart...nder. Her bleached blonde hair glowed blue in the neon light of the beer sign behind the bar. Somehow she had stuffed about 200 pounds into an ancient costume that looked like from a defunct Playboy Club. She laid down a cocktail napkin and looked at me expecting an order."Bud," I said. I wasn't in a great mood and the less said the better. She. His first wife, who had borne him his daughter, had died of cancer when Hetvi was a teenager. To take better care of his daughter, Naresh married again.But Poonam turned out to be a rather shrewd and non-voting wife as well as mother. She had married Naresh for his wealth and now spent most of her time shopping or watching TV. Naresh cursed his decision to marry Poonam almost every single day. But just when that thought hit his mind, the face of his daughter would flash infront of him and a. "Are you ready to go back home?" Gene whispered in Marissa's ear.She nodded and once again they were whisked away by Gene's magic.Back at the apartment, they kissed with hard and passionate kisses. Gene couldn't wait to finally be able to make love to Marissa.He held her against him and stroked her pretty face. "Now my love, it's our turn to share our moment."Marissa looked nervous but she was ready. "Yes it is our turn. I love you Gene."He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around him. "I. ” “You could have stayed.” Her voice sounded so sad that a lump appeared in my throat. She was right, I had treated her badly and I had no excuse. “I really wish I had,” I told her sincerely. “You’re just saying that. You don’t really mean it.” “I know I behaved like a real bitch, but now I honestly do wish I’d hung around.” “It was my first time doing anything like that,” she said in a muffled voice. I was worried that she might burst into tears. “I know it was and I’m not proud of what I did..