Let’s all go to my place! The words every drunken group wants to hear. Only three made it back due to cabs, other parties and drunkenness. That was...fine! Emma was here in my house. The gay fellow was going through my vinyl and was dancing away as he mixed up some classics on my decks. Emma was dancing with her eyes closed, her hips were calling out to me. I danced behind her and held on to her waist. She almost fell over twice, I caught her both times. The second time being the most fun. I. She sighs, and says, "I am not in the mood for practice today Amelia. I just want to relax, y'know?"I take a second to look at Amelia. Amelia plays the saxophone, and is really cute. It's too bad she's gay. She came from some little town no ones heard of, and of course likes pussy. Which is a real shame. She was super hot, and had beautiful dirty-blonde hair and green eyes. I would totally fuck her if she weren't gay. The band calls her Gaymelia, which she doesn't mind. It's odd, though. They. Jethalal ke baalo mein apni ungliya ghuma rahi hoti hai.Tabhi Jethalal ka phone bajta hai. Isse Jethalal ka mood off ho jaata hai. Phone kisi aur ka nahi balki Natu Kaka hota hai. Madhavi uska hath pakad ke, Jethalal ko sofa pe bitha deti hai. Jethalal call utha leta hai, “Haa boliye Natu Kaka… Haa woh aaj main dukaan nahi aa raha.”Madhavi jameen pe Jetha ke pairo ke beech mein apne ghutno par baith jaati hai. Apna pallu gira ke Jetha ko apni blouse ke beech ki darar dikhati hai. Woh abhi. “Sorry I didn’t tell you this before, Daniel. But it didn’t seem relevant. It was so long ago…”“I understand,” he said. He tossed the photo album aside and held both her hands. “But I have another question. And tell the truth, because your eyes will tell me the truth even if your words don’t. Okay?”She nodded.“Do you still love him?”Her reaction left no doubt. First, her face cringed, as if trying to hold back her emotions. Then she cried, let it loose, and her body absorbed the tremors of her.