He gave her a a sly grin and told her if I wouldn't mind waiting a while longer he could do his mental health some good and he would forget about the ...icket. His crotch was about even with her car window and she could see the bulge and asked him if that had anything to do with his mental health and he just grinned and said "oh yeah." He said he had always dreamt about having an older married white woman. She said they could each other a lot of good then because she had fantasies about young. No!" she gasped when she finally realized what she was holding and managed to jerk her hand away.I let her go and she made a dash for the door. When she discovered that it was locked she turned but was still scrabbling at the door handle behind her back as she began to plead with the four of us."Please," she began, "you're mistaken if you think any of these... these... disgusting publications belong to me! I wouldn't... I couldn't... Please, just stop this nonsense now and open the door!". Looking at the case on the bed as I picked up the handset and placed it back on the cradle, he asked, "You're leaving?" Yes. I was about to go when I realised my handbag was missing. I thought the cleaner had taken it. I feel so mean now." Does she know?" No." Then it doesn't matter." No, I suppose not."Frank turned towards the door. "I will let you get on," he said."I am sorry, Frank." For?" he asked."For being such a cow. I know you were only being kind." It's okay... Really" he replied. "You. My mother gave me final instructions as they left.In excitement to meet Arti Bhabi I took a quick shower, I had just come out of bathroom when the phone rang. It was Arti Bhabi.”Have your parents left?” she asked me just as I said “Hello.”Yes. I am coming over to your house in next 5 minutes” I replied.”No”, “my maid is due to come any moment so you better wait for my call” she replied adding “We will have breakfast together, I don’t want a hungry lover.”With nothing much to do I eagerly waited.