"Thank you," said Lily, looking down at my eyes as I looked up. "Did you eat the hair?"I tried to swallow the hair but managed only to swallow air. "I...think it's stuck at the back of my throat near my tonsils." I inserted a finger inside my mouth and tried to pick the hair strand out, but the picking only seemed to make more portions of the back of my throat itchy, which made it harder for me to locate the hair since I was approximating the location of the hair based on which part of the throat. She also said that she would be bringing her senior who is married and three of her friends and we arrange a small party arranged. I asked her if her friends would like to drink,for which she replied affirmative. I got three bottles of rum and wine ordered the dinner and was looking forward for the rendezvous. At 8pm they all came. Anjali introduced me with all of them. The married woman’s name was Nisha and she had delivered a baby boy four months back. Her husband was comfortable with her. There was something that looked like a sauna in thecorner as well. Oddly, other than that and supply cabinets there wasnothing else... no toilets. The first gaggle of women took space at themirror. I waited at the back as they gave each other slight hair trims,applied makeup (although what they had from the night before seemed tohave miraculously survived for all of them), and brushed their teeth.Some of them began to clear off the mirror and a girl took my hand andled me up. I saw myself for. With all that has been going on lately there has been lots of stress, k**s always under foot and not much time for romance, so I knew she has missed the attention. The yard service had been by a few times, we went out of town for Memorial Day, and when we came home the yard service had removed two trees and a butchered our shrubbery. We called the supervisor and wanted an explanation, Thursday evening he called as he was on his way to look at the damages.Since my wife was more upset about the.