Priya turned the remote off and let her rest. Shruthi took long breaths and recovered herself in 5 minutes.She looked at me angrily and said that what...will happen if someone sees. I just said its OK as there were the only bunch of people. She excused herself for the restroom to clean up. I got a call from the office and started speaking moving away from there.After I ended the call it’s been like 40 minutes. I came back and sat in my seat. Shruthi was not back from the restroom and most. Well, its not my problem if you cant do it with somebody else in the room. Do you expect me to get out of the tub and leave so you can pee? Think again. Just do what you have to do and get out of here. Yeah, fine, Ill close my eyes. No, I won t put my hands over my ears. Because thats fucking stupid, and because if I move my hands from where they are, youll probably stare at my boobs. You perv. Youre done? Finally? No, you dont have to apologize, I was just messing with you. You didnt barge in. Soon, oh, much too soon the water begins to run cold. It is time to face the demonic demanding holder of my soul again. There she sits, in front of the mirror, staring, waiting. Her hair wet and uncombed. I pick up the brush and I begin to comb through her hair, gently, until I get the wet tangles straightened. Stroke after stroke, her eyes are closed, a mild swoon in her manner. Such attention, no man has paid to her before. Soon her hair begins to dry. How long have I been brushing? It seems. The move was influenced by a number of friends who also followed suit given all of the lockdowns and the overall social climate of NYC. Standing at around six feet and having a decent build, Aran was of Indian descent and looked like Rohit Khandewal.After a couple months, Aran got used to working remote in Florida and was glad he made the decision given that winter was approaching. As he wrapped up his day in his condo, a text came through from Emily. Emily was a former coworker of Aran’s who.