I think my question was pretty clear, she rebuked, teasing me. Realizing there was no good answer to this question, I answered, I refuse to answer bas...d on the reality that whoever I say could lead to dire consequences for me later. Good call, she teased, but I already know the answer. You do? I asked. Jenna, correct? she hypothesized, correctly. She would be a decent choice, I answered, before adding, but she still doesnt light a candle to you, my dear. Hmmm, she moaned into the phone, thats. ” Aamil said in mock anger.I also started fantasizing about that unknown woman. How beautiful she would be. How her body parts actually looked like. I even started masturbating by thinking about that faceless woman after that incident, I always listened and engaged in their conversation, when ever they mentioned about that women. I heard later from disappointed Aamil that the woman did not agree with their proposal to marry. She refused to leave her family for them. I developed a strong urge to. She was having total four night gowns. But unfortunately all the gowns are spoiled. Before going to office she put all the gowns and some of my clothes in the washing machine.As she was getting late for the office, she told me repeatedly to wash it and dry it too. Because she wasn’t having any other night gown for the night to wear. Intentionally I did not wash it. She came back from office, took bath and got freshen up. After that she asked me to bring her night gown. I told her that “Sorry. We break off the hug. "Let's get to it then" I say. We all repair ourlipstick. I grab the cigarettes. I shake the pack to gauge itsfullness. We're going to need more than that. I retrieve a new packfrom the drawer of the vanity, pick up the lighter and we all headdownstairs.As we walk into the kitchen, Sherri spots the remnants of the coffeecup shattered on the floor. "What happened here?" she asks.Candice and I both laugh. I simply say "I'll tell you later" as I gofor the dust pan and.