"Do that again." Do what again?" I want to see you swallow. There's a place on your neck that dips in when you... that's it... do it again... I want t......"I was kissing the indented place on her neck when the phone rang."Hello." Mr. Sammy, your soup is going to get cold." We'll be right down, Molly."Lunch consisted of homemade soup, corned beef sandwiches and deep-dish apple pie. We sat at the breakfast bar and talked to Molly as we ate, telling her about school and the trip home that day.. On that night, I was boozing and I thought of pinning her in WhatsApp. I pinged her after formal startups, I said sorry to her. She asked for the reason. I told her, sorry for staring at her like that in office. She said it was her mistake to for not wearing dupatta properly.I understood that she is not worried about my behavior. She thanked me for being so open in talking. After that, we used to chat regularly at night after office hours. Even in the office, we both use to go for lunch or tea.. About 10:30 I decided to call it a night; I looked over at Asmedogh but he seemed fast asleep, and I left him there to head upstairs to bed.The next morning I didn't rush downstairs as I had the previous day; I knew he'd be OK still. Following through on my resolution I showered, shaved and dressed before I headed down for coffee and found he was indeed OK, although still asleep. I didn't disturb him, but I also made little effort to keep my kitchen noise down; I was coming to realize that even. . ' Remember?"We laughed until I excused myself to walk to the men's room. I met Mrs. Bell coming back. Just as we smiled at each other, I felt the floor shift under me and reached out, and took hold of the doorframe to steady myself. For just a few seconds I concentrated on remaining upright, and that was all it took for Mrs. Bell to signal Rebecca.When it passed, I found Rebecca, Mrs. Bell, Colleen, and Mr. Bell surrounding me like mother hens. Their concern was obvious, and I felt ridiculous.