I would never do that to you. I’m very disappointed in you.”“Yes, I know. Initially, I hid it because I didn’t want to hurt you but once I got...too deeply involved it just got so out of hand that I couldn’t tell you anyway.”“So what happens now?”“I don’t know. I want to be with him and I want to be with you. Our life together is good but making love with him is great as well. I need us to find a way that works. The solution needs to satisfy him, gives me the love that I need from both of you. "Rachel, honey, I think you're already beautiful..." Kira ventured."I know baby, and I love you beyond life for it, but you're not being impartial, and that's what I really need here," I said. "Could I ever be pretty, or good looking, or cute, or, not gross if, say, people taught me to do stuff to look better?" There were tears in my eyes already, and I had a feeling that this was going to be harder for me to discuss than I had expected."C'mere baby, Kira said, patting the mattress next to. I had little else to hold before me as a model of what I might do and how I might behave when I went to Union Station later that day to say goodbye to Martha. I wondered how Steven Senior might handle it: he was a hero, a winner of the Air Medal, two Purple Hearts and the Silver Star. He had faced the terror of war with the Nazis twenty-two times. He had readily attempted to hold together a bomber's landing gear with little more than his bare hands. If he could do that, then as his son I could. I assured Madan that I will take care of Sameera while he is away.We used to talk to Madan on a daily basis. The life was same apart from that. Sameera and I used to go to pubs, hotels, and discos together. I maintained a very healthy friendship with her without any flirting or anything as she is my best friend’s wife now. But I observed a bit of frustration and mood swings. Some days she used to be very sad and upset. I used to console her and try to cheer her up. One day she was very sad for.