Aunty athai pidithu avalin vaayil vittu umba aarambithaal haaaaaaaaaaaaa athu sugamaaga irunthathu. Enathu sunniyai naakal naki suzhatri umbinaal. Ena...hu sunniyil munbe sirithu kanju vanthu irunthathu athai aunty suvaitthaal.Siruthu neram umbiyapin naan mulaiyil irukum jakitai kayatinen appozhuthu iru periya mulaigal paal vana nirathil thongikondu irunthathu. Enathu vaayai athil vaithu sappa aarambithen antha mulaigalil periya kaambugalum irunthana athai enathu thondai varai urinthu sappinen.. It had become necessary for me to change dorm rooms, my roommate was not only a slob, untidy and so on, but he also seemed to practice essentially no real personal hygiene. I couldn't deal with that. I couldn't really see him lasting very long in a college environment, where discipline was an essential, at least to my way of thinking.The universe's normal sense of humour came to the fore, as the only available room would happen to be on a co-ed floor in a co-ed dormitory. My first foray to the. Then one day I confided in him about my family and he almost knocked me over when he told me that his wife had been his own sister, two years his senior. These shared confidences seemed to make us even closer and he told me almost everything about he and his sister as I told him the anecdotes from our honeymoon and everyday life.It was with great sorrow that I found him dead in his bed one day when I came up about a year and a half after our first meeting. We were all sorry about his death but. His wife and I got a few men talking and complimenting us, even careful attempts to touch us in a friendly way. I really felt sexy on my high heels in the club, showing of my body to anybody who wanted to watch. His wife and me started dancing and just like the other night she started touching me and kissing me, I guessed to heat up the audience. C and Matt came back quickly. For people who did not know us it looked now like Matt and I were a couple and C and his wife another couple. Matt was.