”He motioned toward the clock on the wall, as he held up the wine. It was 3:30! “WHAT?” I screamed. I then laughed and said, “Well, what’s t...e point now.”He poured me a glass, made lunch and we talked. He asked me all kinds of questions… about myself, about my marriage and about my husband. “Have you had other affairs” He asked, “since you’ve been married?”“Only two” I said.“How did they work out?” he asked. “Well, the first one…” I said, “My husband found out.”“Eww” He said, “Messy?”“The sex. Naku kuda dani body ishtam. Pedda maradalu mogudu tharavatha konni rojulaku dubai nundi 3 monthes kosam vatchi velladu. Ayanaku kuda naa medha assalu dought ledu endu kante naa gurinchi manchi aphiprayam undi. Aa tharavatha ame natho chatting chesedi. Valla ayana thechi na smart phone. Whatsup lo nenu cheya kunna good morning. Good night message’s pettedi.Ala one month tharavatha oka roju phone chesi maa intiki raa. Andi enduku ante vatchaka cheptha annadi. Valla babu school ki velladu intli. Nothing I said mattered anyway.We entered the bar. It was dimly lit and there wasn’t much in the way of decoration. Just the bar stools and a few tables. All the chairs didn’t even match. Debbie greeted the bartender, who looked us both over. I guessed that she was around my Mom’s age and rather plain looking.“We’ll be in back,” Debbie said without stopping to chat.“Of course,” the bartender replied, following us with her eyes. I stumbled along as Debbie dragged me behind her.I noticed two. "Whoever loseshas to do whatever the winner wants for the rest of the evening." This wasgoing to be a re-run of what had happened a few weeks before except thistime there was 6 of us.I glanced at Sam. He was looking at me sidelong, a spark of mischief inhis face. I grinned, a little nervously. This was shaping up to bepotentially very embarrassing for whichever poor bastard lost thegame. These guys were my best friends, which isn't to say that I trustedany of them for a moment."Sounds good,".