”When Julie finally returned we fucked like rabbits as soon as I watched her shower. In the afterglow she asked me lots of questions about my tryst ...ith Irena and Ben. “Did you kiss her ass? Did they both blow you? Who did you prefer, him or her? How hard were you? How long did you last? When can I have them?”“Now fuck me again, better still make love to me, your sexual adventures have turned me on,” Julie whispered to me an hour later.“You owe me baby,” she reminded me two weeks later. “I set. Maine bhabhi ke aansu saaf karte huye pooch liya bhabhi mujhe thik se batao ki maazra kya hai,shayad main aapki kuch madad kar sakun.Bhabhi ne bataya ki Vinod ke saath raat bitana mushkil ho jaata hai,jab tak main garam hoti hu,Vinod thanda ho jaata hai.ek baar Vinod ka paani nikal jaye to wo so jaata hai aur main pyaasi tadapti rehti hu.Is jawani ka kya faayda agar koi is jawani ko loot hi na paaye.Mauka achha tha.maine bhabhi se kaha-koi baat nahi bhabhi,main hoon na.ye kehte huye maine apna. "I was speechless."Why do you think we were such good friends? It's because in reality, wewere both boys!"She went on, "Close your eyes and concentrate. You should be able toremember me as Joe."I closed my eyes and racked my memory. Joe? Yes Joe, my best friend Joe!It was like a switch flicked in my brain, and suddenly every memory ofJosie morphed into a memory of Joe. All those times bike riding andhanging out - those were with a boy called Joe! Playing video games -with a boy called Joe. And. As I rose to leave the doctor also rose and in a sad voice apologized because they had done their best and it hadn’t been good enough. My mind was a jumble of thoughts on that two and a half hour trip home. Remembrances of events in our married life, worries about my mate, worries about the insurance, worries about how to take proper care of her when they released her. Problems, thoughts, worries, and memories. They all whirled through my mind at a 1000 miles a second like an out of control.