For such a hectic schedule I rarely get time.Meeting Shalini was one of those lucky moments when God grants you a boon seeing how much you are working... so that life doesn’t seem too serious.It was a Sunday and I had plans with my friends to go out and have a nice time. But I chose to stay at home and relax because I was so drained out. I went down in the park and sat on a bench and lit a cigarette taking pleasure in observing the events happening around me.In my bubble, I happened to look at a. We walked hand in hand to the station and of course this gave us a lot of stares and whispered conversations behind our backs by those who don't understand. We didn't care, we just kept walking and giggling about what we had just done on the beach. When we got to the station we boarded the train, we found a seat towards the back and put our bags down on one of the seats. Before we sat down I leaned down and took her bikini bottoms off from under her mini skirt and put them in my bag. "Trust me. Neither did I. Really what would we say? It wasn’t like I was going to apologize for anything I said, especially to Walker. Neither of them interfered or tried to stop me from getting angry with Walker. It made me wonder, what would they have done had Walker and I started fighting?The three of us followed Walker through a few hallways. Unlike most of the previous hallways, which seemed to contain mostly stuff that had to do with seduction and sex, now, I found myself inundated with various. We had a good marriage until she started an affaire, and she ran away when it was discovered, I assume, because she was ashamed of herself.”“Listen here Mr Latimer, if she wanted to talk to you she would’ve, she knows where you live and she’ll have your phone number. She hasn’t even tried. She’s with me now. Go home. She doesn’t want to see you.”“Don’t you think she should be the judge of that?” I asked aggressively. “She’s not a child, in fact she’s got two grown children who are heart-broken.