It was obvious that the machine was being awkward so I asked, “How long do you want?”“An hour” She replied.“I’m going now, you could have ...y ticket if you want.” I suggested.She looked at me, probably wondering why she was talking to a strange bloke in the street. I added, “It’s a nice day, I’ve only used 5 minutes and its too hot for getting frustrated with parking meters.”“You’re absolutely right, thank you very much. I’m already very hot.”“You most certainly are” I blurted without thinking.. Me: Arre waah kya mast photo hai tere bobe aur gaand ki, kisne li ye photo.Maya: Pankaj ne.Me: Kya keh rahi hai tu…. Pankaj ne.Maya: Haan woh kaafi din se mere bobe ko ghur raha tha. Maine kaafi ignore kiya par ab toh woh meri photo ko dekh kar apna lund hila raha hai.Me: Toh tune use roka kyun nahi pehle.Maya: Kya kehti ki beta apni mummy ke bobe mat ghur.Me: Yaar ye toh bahut problem ho gayi ab, kisi ko pata chalega toh.Maya: Wo aisa kyun kar raha hai lekin.Me: Dekh maya uski galti nahi hai.. But it’s not as bad as it is for Jennifer and Josie, or my friends Larry and Drew, or even my ‘goth’ friends. In our case, if we need to, I introduce Jessica as my wife and Kara as a very close family friend. We don’t do that often, but that’s the story for the government, and a few small-minded people who can’t handle our relationship and for whom I need to appear respectable.“One example is my friend Jacqui. Her parents would probably stop her from running with me in the mornings and might. "Her face changed instantly. "No! I don't believe that you want that ugly bitch over me!" Well you'd better fucking believe it! We're through, Lizzie!" He tried to push her out of the door but she grabbed his sleeve."Rob, don't do this to us! You know I love you — I'm sorry for being a bitch." She began to cry pitifully and Rob felt a tiny sliver of sympathy melt his resolve. He would have done anything for her at one time. But she had killed it with her outrageous behaviour.He knew damned well.