Still silent, he reached down for his glass and handed it to her. "Two inches, please…the open bottle on the bar." Dani's athletic form was on full ...isplay as she rose to her feet and turned to the bar. She moved with exquisite grace, her hips rolling to the samba beat, her heart-shaped ass begging for all the attention it deserved.She poured his drink with a renewed sense of confidence as she played out her chosen role. Her passive acceptance of everything that had happened so far let Dani. I run to the front room to see his bag tossed on the floor, his body fallen in the couch. He looks exhausted. “Mal, you’re home!” I practically run to him. He looks at me with watery eyes. “Finally.” “I’m sorry!” “It’s okay.” He smiles lightly. “Sit.” Mal pats the cushion, but for some reason I fall into his lap. Stare into his emerald eyes, look at the curl in his scarlet hair. He holds me to him, and releases a long rush of air. “You don’t have to protect me anymore. I’m capable of helping. The last thing I remember was the bitch kicking me as she spit on my bleeding body. She could see that I was barely conscious.I heard her growl, "You son of a bitch. Did you think you could just walk out on me? Who do you think you are? I told you that I'd make you pay. If you go to the cops, Vic will kill you. Maybe, we'll come back tomorrow to finish the job anyway. Think about that. Come on, Vic. We don't want him to die, yet. Kate hissed." Then, I passed out. I had spent the last twenty. College life mein vo meri best friend thee. Hum dono kaafi karib thay. Par sexual relation nahin banaye thay. College time mein jab bhi Main aur Nagma akele hote to main mauka dekh kar usko kiss karta aur kabhi – kabhi uski gaand main ungli bhi dalta. Usne mera naam “Unglibaaj” rakha hua thaa. Par ab vo din to keval yaadein banker reh gaye thay. College khatam hone ke baad ek baar main usko propose karne gaya bhi, but us time vo apni ek saheli ke saath apna nikah tay hone ki baatein kar rahi.