" The words came out little better than a squeak. This isn't happening it can't be real. He gripped the edge of his bed knuckles white."Tristan Darlin...." A pretty brown haired woman walked into the room.His jaw dropped to his chest. "Sarah!" Yes of course Tristan who did you expect?" Well ... I ... I don't know what to expect. Have I been away for four years?"Sarah frowned, "no, of course not you have been unconscious for a couple of weeks since they removed that damn implant from your head.". "I just wish Karen hadn't been hitting the punch so hard."Karen, the lead singer, actually could do pretty well for a country-western bar band. She had one of those thin, screechy, nasal voices that country-western fans kind of like, and she sounded a little hillbilly when she sang. But now, as she was trying to pick her way through "Your cheatin' heart," she wasn't doing too well. Halfway through the song, she dropped the mike on the floor and raced for the ladies room, presumably to blow her. The female lead of this story is Shreeparna, a married woman and a mother of a child, aged 30 with a seducing body stat of 37A-27-38. Her husband works in an MNC and stays most of the time outside Kolkata and her son is in boarding school. Coming to the story, as described, our married Indian neighbour Shreeparna stays alone in her house and visits our home on a daily basis to spend some time chit-chatting with my mother.Her dressing sense is also very seducing as she wears an almost backless. It needed to stop...But Miranda was already pushing me into my seat."Okay, watch and learn sweetie, because I'm only gonna show you this acouple times, then you gotta learn on your own."She opened up a couple bags like she was about to start doing surgery.We sat in that bathroom for what seemed like hours, and all I couldreally do was either nod or mutter or say "okay." As she walked me throwthe process of doing hair and makeup... The whole world was mindbending, and I doubted whether I would.