She read somewhere that sexual preference can’t be chosen. It’s something you just have. Maybe Yashika doesn’t know her attraction for men becau...e she’s never been with one that way? She thought.But how to generate this interest towards men in her? She thought. Whatever way she chose, it will have to be discreet, so not another soul knows about this. Maybe she could hire a well-endowed male escort?But then she wondered the practicality of it. Yashika sure wasn’t going to have a change in her. Nadia told me that she'd called her parents earlier, and her dad said to tell me hello. Todd asked where I'd been all day. I told him that I was working on a self-improvement project. He looked to Nadia, and she said, "That could mean anything."After finishing my drink, I told them that I needed to study, and went in my room. I worked until midnight on school stuff. At that point, I shut off the lights, so I could fall asleep before I had to start a new week.Todd and I continued to work on our. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead, undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Truth be told, my first visit to New York was in the early 1970's when I was five years old. I do not remember any of it. I barely remember my second visit near the end of that decade when my family went. I still have my. But then marriage is entirely a different ball game unlike a job or college days.It changes everything ,the feelings are different.For me too these were the normal course,I was exploring my sexuality.Me and my husband were having a nice time trying to understand each other,making love etc.I had mentioned how I had been a naughty girl prior to my marriage,but still had restrained the devil inside me.That was slowly coming out to the fore.Not to mention there was Manoj keeping an eye and chancing.