”“Sure babes, let us meet this weekend. Message me the details.” Dimple saidAfter talking to Dimple, I was filled with excitement or may be this...excitement was for Akash. I talked to Sushil and we made our program keeping in mind that Sonia should not get to know about it in Unnao. I made complete arrangements for all four of us. We both reached two hours earlier than Dimple and Akash so we utilized this time in getting fresh. (By getting fresh, I always mean having sex)I dressed up in tight. Put on what I left in there for you. Leave the door open. I want to make sure you’re not sneaking a whack off behind my back!’ He goes into the bathroom, strips down, and steps into the shower. ‘Make sure you clean that thing well, if you expect it to touch any part of me tonight!’ After a few minutes, he finishes, steps out, and dries himself off. A pair of silk boxers lie on the counter. He slips them on. He starts to walk out, and she stops him with a finger in the chest. ‘Stop right. I didn't know how long I could take banging fat, old ladies for my rent. What the hell, I guess it wasn't so bad I couldn't take it one more time.The next night, I was startled from my sleep once more. The clock read 12:40 as I fumbled for the receiver knowing who was on the other end."Yeah?" It's show-time, honey, are you awake." Yeah, go ahead." 239, she'll be waiting for you in the bedroom, don't make her wait." Yeah, OK."I hung up the phone, less than excited about missing a good nights. A meal and the theatre, let's say, for my birthday. We've dressed up a bit: you in the suit you wore to Craig's wedding, me in the little black dress I showed you the other day. We decide to finish the evening with a few drinks at the usual place. We walk into the pub. You see him first, recognising him from the pictures I once showed you. He's on his own, sitting at the bar. "Babe, isn't that ..." you begin to speak but I interrupt. "Oh my God, yes, it's Paul, I don't believe it ... I had no.