It was my turn to fade out of the picture. It was then that I saw a facethe looked familiar. The person was on the upper floor looking down onthe conc...urse. I wasn't sure, but the face reminded me of someone I hadseen at a couple of occasions at Sparkles and Mac and Mable's.I alerted Fran to what I had seen and she agreed that I should watch thisperson. He continued to scan the concourse for another ten minutes andthen started to make his move. He took out a phone and looked as thoughhe was. I replied that am fine and i went there for giving her the calendar. She took it from my hand and told me thanks. She was wearing a nighty and in a single glance I understood that there in nothing under it. I asked her – “Where is Damu chettan (her husband)???”She told – “Oh early morning he left from here, might be in some toddy shop now.” Damu is drunken yard. And when i saw her masturbating, am sure that she is not satisfied with him. Then she asked me – “what all did you see now while. Today was supposed to be her day off, but as always, she was at work.Cynthia was having a torrid affair, with her job. Since she started at the hotel a little over a year ago, she had been working 60 to 70 hour weeks. She didn't mind though, work kept her mind off her dismal, or should we say non-existent social life.Cynthia Nelson was no stunning beauty but she had an underlying sensuality that she always felt stirring just beneath the surface. She always considered herself a sexual person,. Bhavi tumne itne ache malis kaha se sike maine kaha woh tho bas aise he Fir bhavi kehne lage juth mat bolo tum tumare gf ko malis karte ho na maine kaha nhi bhavi aisa nhi hai mera koi gf nhi hai sach bol raha hu bhavi juta tere gf nhi hai aisa nhi ho sakta tu itna smart haiaur tera gf nhi hai imposible fir mai sach bol raha hu bhaviFir bhavi kehne lage deda hoke soh gaye and mujhe kehne lage k mere leg bhi pain ho rah a hai dawa do maine han kar diyafir bhavi k lkhapde mai baam lag raha tha.