"Jan smiled and said, "And who am I to fight what my husband wanted me to do. Hey, if that's what he really wants, so be it! I'll sacrifice for him be...ause I love him!" She laughed out loud about that comment. She told us they hadn't actually done it yet. They were at the point of interviewing and picking one of three men. They were now talking and deciding which one they would pick first to participate in their fantasy of having another man fuck her while John watched.Mary and I couldn't. At 6:00 pm, Abby was still debating which of the two dresses laid out on the bed would be the best for a work dinner. There was the classic little black dress that no self respecting woman would ever be caught without, or the eye popping red one that was her lucky dress. And boy, did she want to get lucky tonight. She was worried the black would be too plain and the red would be too flashy because she would have to go braless with it. "Damn it. It's probably the only time I'll ever get to go. Shop band ho gayi thi unko chini chaiye thi.Mujhe dekar boli vinod to jaldi so gaya mamta boli ha vinod ki tabiyet thik nahi hai.Phir woh chali gayi.Mein uth gaya aur peshab kar kesone aagaya.Mamta boli vinod hum kuch der bate karte hai.Mein uske sath bait gaya.Mein janata tha woh mujhe se nahi balki mere lund ko dekhna chahati hai.Mujhe nind aa rahi mein so chala gaya.Next day mamta mere liye dood le aayi aur uthane lagi.Mein uth gaya mera lund pora tana hua khada tha.Meine dood piya phir. I turned around. She was holding a garden fork firmly with both hands, the tines pointing nonchalantly towards me like she could strike out effortlessly if she needed to.“Eh, I’m supposed to collect Simon” I said. She stood silent and still like she was waiting for more. “Eh, he’s playing with Darren and I’m supposed to collect him at 4?” I asked even less sure of myself. I began to have that sinking feeling I had come to the wrong house, I was in the wrong garden, talking to the wrong stranger.