Mere muh se bhi aah..aah. Ki awaz nikli unhone apna munh mere munh se bilkul sata diya aur maine jordar kiss kiya apni jibh se unki jibh milayi aur pu...e muh me ghumayee, phir jib sare badan par pherne laga, boobs par ,kamar, nabhi or atlast janghi ke bith bur ke charo taraf ghumate ghumate dant gadaye to jor se siskari bhar uthi…kya maza aya, kalpana ke bahar hai..aab maine usse kaha ab nahi raha ja raha hai chalo asan karata hu bed se utarne ko kaha, wo jaise hi khadi hui saree –pettikot- bra. I fucked him. Are you happy now?” My husband didn’t say anything. He just looked at me with a weird face. He grabbed his beer and drank it down really quick. “Get me another beer! I want you to tell me about it.” I walked to the kitchen and grabbed him another beer. I opened it up and handed it to him. My husband took the beer and proceeded to chug the beer. He was looking at me all weird. “Ellen, take your clothes off and tell me what you did with the neighbor.” My husband and I moved. The Black's were Florida royalty. Their house was so big each room needed an intercom, the Black's could not be bothered walking across the estate just to talk to one of their family after all. Julia checked herself one last time. Tight blue polo shirt, yellow tennis style skirt, designer sandals....check check check. Even if you were going to meet a shady character for a drug deal you should STILL look your best. She examined her make up one last time, though she didn't wear much. A light lip. Her first impulse had been to withdraw inside herself — as she had in Buchenwald — but there hadn’t been anything sinister about the men at all, they had in fact seemed outwardly friendly to Tomas, indeed, almost protective of him. The helpful neighbor returned a few days later and told her that Tomas had gone with a man named Sasha, and that he was safe. Safe? Safe from what? She received a letter from Tomas in late July, from where she did not know and he would not say, and while he said only.