’ Beneath her name was a phone number. One of the barmaids walked up to him and regarded him with raised eyebrows. The bartender shrugged and slowly...shook his head. ‘Why do I get all the lonelyhearts? Now, where’s that tape?’ ————- My hope was that the New Year would bring me new cheer, but that didn’t seem to be happening. Neither a holiday trip to warm and sunny Phoenix, where my parents had opted to retire, nor two months further remove from my divorce, seemed able to puncture the envelope. Later about half an hours time my uncle came to my house as I opened the door for him, his work place is about 15 minutes from our house, he came from work wearing a suite like always, he sat down in the living room as I was watching some cartoon, remember I was only 7 year old that time. I saw my mom came to the living room after she had a bath, she was wearing a sari with no blouse or any bra at all, I know she wanted to look sexy especially for my uncle, that time she was in her mid 30s. Kim and Connie wandered around and finally gave up, and headed to thedining room. They were a little early so got a drink and started tomingle with the other guests. Kim practiced her feminine voice, and itdid sound like it was starting to click.There were all kinds of contestants. One of the 'girls' even had a beard.She explained her wife liked the idea of the competition, she was totallyopposed to a clean shaven husband after it was over. The others were in awide array of passable, with some. Job done!!The next day raghavi came little early. My friends also came. So I also went for tuition .Friends were advising me like first time only it will pain. Then u will get used to it bro. There was bursting of laughter. Thenmozhi crossed the way. I never looked at her. Meantime raghavi’s hand was so red. Ahmed asked what happen .Raghavi said nothing. Then I told what has happened inside the other room .She asked me to stop. I didn’t. She again looked at her hand and was angry on me..