“Glad I could find in some company here,” I said while looking at her.“Oh, I find Indian men so sexy” she exclaimed with a smile.I was taken a...ack by the word sexy for a moment.“Oh well, am super glad that I could find one admirer in this country” I replied back. “Oh love, how is that even possible but I am happy to find you in here,” she said and pushed her chair towards me so that we both were sitting on the same side of the table now. “Would you want my mojito?” she asked waving her drink in. ’ He gave both a nice firm squeeze and pull. ‘Oh fuck,’ she groaned, ‘I’m a hopeless slut.’ ‘My hopeless slut, Mei.’ ‘Oh, you’ve got that right. I am so your hopeless slut. Now what are you going to do for your slave?’ ‘You seem to be doing fine, judging by the juice dripping down on my balls.’ ‘Does my wetness please you, master?’ ‘Yes.’ He thrust up inside her as he said it, brushing her cervix. ‘Oh!… careful. Mmmm.’ Even that short sharp pain was pleasure. ‘Was that the sexist sentence. "Mike and I walked to a restaurant in the mall for lunch. As we waited in line to be seated, Mike asked me how things were on the home front. I told him they were deteriorating as we speak."How," he asked?"She has completely flipped out, Mike, and she's now telling me that whatever happens now will be my fault. In our twelve years of marriage I never realized that she could possibly act the way she's been acting. I knew she had a temper but I never thought she could be this irrational. She is. The worker was stunned, his mouth fell wide open and his eyes were fixed in my wife’s boobs. My wife’s skirt had bunched up around her thighs so that her milky thighs were visible to him. He gulped and then said “Sahib, aapki wife toh bahut sunde hain, aapki to life ban gayi.”I replied “Haan yeh to hai, sab isko dekh ker yahi baatein bolte hain. Accha ab chal haath de mujhe isko ghar mein le jaane mein.”We both each took one of her hands and pulled her out of the car. She had her hands draped.