I hadn’t yet fully come up with a way to decide what to do and what not to do, but I was working on it.Part of me wondered whose approval I was seek...ng. Jennifer’s? Stephanie’s? My own? Not my mom’s at this point, that was for sure. Society’s? God’s? No, certainly not God’s. Thinking about Stephanie reminded me that I hadn’t told her about Becky. I’d have to do that soon, and if Becky’s dad was going to call my parents, I needed to make sure Stephanie knew beforehand.That was a conversation I. As I followed the minivan I called James on my cell pone. “I thought she was just going to be servicing TJ. How come she’s turning tricks down on Bleeker?” I yelled. “Whoa, calm down and tell me what’s going on,” said James. I proceeded to tell him what I’d found out and he said he’d make a call to TJ and find out what was going on. He hung up and I kept on following for a couple more blocks until the minivan pulled into a dark parking lot of a closed down trucking company.I pulled past. I tried to get her personal no but she was reluctant by saying call on this no only.In the evening i called her as it was 7 O’clock she was in bus going home from office. I tried to talk to her bit formally and asked her about her whatsapp no but she said she doesn’t use one. Since i talked her for the first time i had this feeling for her. After few days i came back in Mumbai. and called her again.This time i called in the morning only and started to talk very formal things. Surprisingly she. Again I sank back onto the bed in despair. How much longer was my wife going to be a victim of this horrible set-up that my sister-in-law and boyfriend had engineered?There was a squeal of excitement from my wife, then the sound of someone crashing onto my sister-in-law's bed in the next room, followed closely by the sound of some-one's knees hitting the floor. I was surprised by how clearly the sounds travelled through the wall. Second later my wife started moaning again and I could barely.