...I don't know how long I lay there, feeling good and grinning, when I wasstartled by a robotic-sounding voice coming out of nowhere. It simplysaid "...here are now clothes in your closet", and then it was gone.Still grinning, and not worried about it at all, I got off the bed.Ouch! The floor was still really cold, so I sat back on the bed andfumbled with the little straps and buckles of the pink shoes. Myappearance in the big mirror was comical, and I giggled at my ownincompetence. Once the. "We should all do it again sometime soon," he said, as if he was talking about a game of golf — and then moved to the person next to me.Donna was quickly behind him and her embrace was warm — and maybe too sensual for a bride to be sharing with the best man. I asked her what she had told her mother and she smiled."I told her how well you looked after me," she whispered."And what did she say?!" I exclaimed, a little too loudly,"That she would be lucky to be looked after so well," she added and. Seven minutes might work;After all you haven’t been excited by playing a game have you.”“Maybe not,” my wife responded, “but it’s still too long. Four minutes.”“Four?” Arjun sighed. “Well make it five and we have a deal.”“Oh alright, five minutes but,” Nisha agreed, “no touching underClothing, on top only.”“You’re on.” Arjun laughed. “We’ll have a drink first then get at it.Komilla change the stopwatch to fifteen minutes and yell out when theFirst five are up, okay.”“Okay Arjun.” Komilla. Many acquaintances and even my parents suspected that I am impotent. I don't blame them, in fact my overall appearance gives them such an impression and to top it, I keep my hairs long as I think my face is too thin and my cheeks are too pronounced.Sharmas lives in a large house, consisting of hall, a kitchen and a spare room on the ground level and two bedrooms on the first floor. The house is in a state of despair and required extensive repairs. Most of the windows and doors are ready to fall.