I agreed to meet her that afternoon."Thanks for meeting me again," Mary Ann said as we took our table."Sure," I replied somewhat coolly. "Always glad ...o meet with a friend."She seemed to miss my mild sarcasm. Friend? We were friends?"Sherry, I want to apologize for the other day."That wasn't at all what I expected to hear from her."Really?" I said, wanting to drop my attitude, but not feeling quite sure if I could yet. "Well, what do you mean? Why do you need to apologize?" I'm afraid I came on. Aunty kudumba kattu padu seithu irupaargal athanaal avargal pundaiyil kanjai irakinaal entha prachanaiyum varathu. Aunty garbam aaga matal athanaal ondrum prachanai irukathu, enaku niraiya naatkalaaga auntyai ooka vendum endra aasai irunthu vanthathu. Antha naattu marunthu kadai auntyai paarthathum en manathil kama enam vara aarambithathu.Aunty ennai paarthu sirithu pesinaal, naan avargalidam ungal number irunthaal thara mudiyuma endru keten? Avargal etharku pa endru ketargal? Enaku sila. Was I being too clingy? I was still kinda new to the whole ‘dating’ thing, I hoped I wasn’t encroaching on his space. Or maybe it was about the recent additions to our sex life. Both my and his friends had become involved, maybe that crossed a line for him. He seemed okay with it at the time. Had he changed his mind? Was he just going along with it because I said I wanted to? A knot formed in the pit of my stomach, and as much as I didn’t want to have this conversation, I knew I could never. He just continued to type on his computer, not even bothering to acknowledge me! Fuck, why did he do that! I tried to mask my growing anger, as I had only myself to blame!"You called me, Sir?" I prompted him."Go shut the door. Make sure you lock it. Come back over here and kneel at my feet. NOW! Do not move or speak until I ask you to," he ordered me.I wanted to protest, but chose to do as ordered. I walked to the door, closed, and locked it, wondering why he would want it locked.I walked back.