"Are you ever going to let me have you?.." he asked, pulling along with the last word. I sighed, slugging back the remaining alcohol is the glass, swa...lowing it hard. "Maybe, " I cocked my lip, attempting to smile and move out of his arms. He spoke no words as I left the kitchen, back into the living-room where there was only Anita left, waiting for me to return. "Oh" I stuttered, "...your drink" I pointed to my empty hand and laughed, turning back around to get it from the kitchen. Walking in. Time pass subject. In between Bhabi asked our opinion why Sucheta is looking more beautiful today? To me I was knowing the real reason but I told Sucheta is beautiful looking. Sucheta blushed and told I just visited beauty parlor but Bhabi was insisting she must explain why. Dinesh and bhaiya has finished drinks so he asked to second round He noticed my drink is also finished I gave my glass for refill Dinesh and bhiya got whisky. I got plain water with lot of ice. After some time pass we had. We all just stood there. Watching, waiting for what wehoped would be the last batter of the game. Sam went into his windup and threw his fast-ball. It still had a fairamount of pop to it. "Strike One!" The umpire exhorted. Just two morestrikes and Sam had his perfect game. I felt as nervous for him as hemust have felt for himself. "Strike Two!" The umpire yelled before Icould gather a thought. Just one more strike and the game would be over.The silence of the crowd was deafening. Sam seemed to. Every year he hid two candles, ornate candlesticks, a flashlight and some matches in the same place, and every year they were there. He hastily put the candles in their respective holders on an enormous table in the living room, and lit a match. The sudden burst of light gave him renewed energy as he moved the candles to each end of the table. His guests would be arriving soon, and there was so much work to be done in so little time. Fortunately, the owners of the cottage left their cooking.