After all, I’d spent from Christmas to New Year’s in the company of my girlfriends. Desi still got me away for a little break, which was spent in ...he most predictable way possible. After all, I was still technically her sex slave.And Friday night, Rachel and I went out. We spent the evening going from house to house to make sure our girlfriends all knew we loved them. When we got home, she slipped into my room with me and we made love before going to sleep. Mom and Dad didn’t say a thing about. I wasn't really hiding anything; I just never got around to talking about it." You say that the building has been gutted and a whole living and play area built inside?" Yes, that is what I did. There is an apartment for you and Jessica. You only need to sleep with me when you are fertile, the rest of the time you can be in the apartment." What? What do you mean that I have an apartment? Don't you want me to sleep with you?" Of course I do; I just don't expect you to want to actually live with. Now ..I subconsciouslyI knew three things:--> she was new in Mumbai.-> she was scared, but I figured out she was bold and fun loving.-> she was married but no sign of her husband.Trusting my judgment, I replied “Lagta hai ajj ka quota khatam hone ko aaya hai. Kal phirse aana padega. App chale jaoo ab gharpe. Train mai rush chalu ho jayega. App kaha rehete ho.”She replied, “Nalasopara mai, bohut dur hai yaha se.”Slowly she started to tell me all about her journey to the city from chondi village. About that time the back door opened, and James walked in. "'Bout damn time," David said, grinning.James looked at me and said, "Oh, you the new guy.'David said, "Okay, I guess you know everyone, then. How come no one told me?" His grousing, I would come to find, was good-natured unless it wasn't, and you could tell when it wasn't.There was a lull in the action, the late-late lunch crowd having evaporated and the dinner mob not yet hungry, or at least not yet passing through our town. David.