It had, shall we say, a very interesting plot.’ ‘Uh huh.’ ‘Did you know?’ ‘Yes. She told me how she felt a week before the wedding. That d...y of the party, when we had that big thunderstorm.’ ‘But you never did anything about it? Or touched her?’ ‘No,’ I said. It was a lie, a little white one. How could I explain to my wife that one kiss? I didn’t even understand it myself. I gazed at my wife. ‘Diane, why does a man fall in love with a woman?’ ‘I don’t know, hon. What do you mean?’ ‘Well, you’re. I finally made it up to the bar and ordered a drink.It was about a half hour later when Julie came through the door. My heart stopped for a second. She was as beautiful as ever. Of course, most everyone gathered around her seeing she was a big time celebrity. She was hugging everyone she knew. I looked to see who her husband was and didn't see anyone. Rita came by and I asked her about Julie's husband.She told me that Julie's husband and daughter were flying in the next day. Julie came a day. Once or twice she saw me in my undies either changing or just about to starting doing aforementioned activities but she would act cool about it, would say sorry and just close the door and go back to whatever she was doing. I kinda liked it the way this happened a couple of times and I started looking forward to such chance encounters again.One monday, my wife had taken the early morning flight to Bangalore and the weekend before we hadn’t had any sex because of her her periods and I was quite. She divorced my dad after a 7year affair he recently told her. She needed a new life and so a girlfriend of hers who happens to be white, invited us to move in with her until my mom got back on her feet.My mom was a strong woman. She has been very proud of all my achievements, especially when I was in school. She was a nice looking lady at that. Thought I never really looked at my mother that why. I guess it took some time and for me to become a full-grown man to release that my mom is actually.