Mera muh uske muth se bhara hua hai.Fir sofe par padi form ko lekar usme sara muth thook kar use nechood kar muskurati hui boli: Oops ye to disapprova... form tha, main sochi tissue paper hai.Is par woh hasa aur bola: Waise bhi woh waste paper tha. Chalega.Main: Kya naya form mere bed room chalkar fill kare?Woh zor ki saans chodta hua apni wrist watch dekha aur bola: Tension mat lo Shobha, samjho tumhare husband ka loan approved. Par uske liye main ek bar firse verification ke liye aunga.Main:. Ek roj use math me koi problm aa rahi thi to usne mujhe help ke liye bola to mai use samjhane laga,isi doran mujhe vo kuch uncomfrtable si lagi maine usse pucha;kya bat hai preetu saval nahi samjhna kya? vo boli;kuch nahi ashu chalo aage samjhao.mai use fir se samjhane laga.thodi der bad vo fir pahlu sa badlne lagi.mujhe laga ki uska aaj study me koi interst nahi hai,mujhe gussa aa gaya.maine usko dhamkate hue kaha;tum mujhe bewkoof samajhti ho kya,mai paglon ki tarah bole ja raha hoon aur. Luckily he brought another 'doctor' for me and left for his own dinner without a word to me. I fed on the doctor and was strong enough to dispose of it, but I need another one before I was going to feel better, then possibly more to feel normal. After going down to the slums I found a man almost passed out that was evil enough for my taste. Then another that came upon us, feeling much better I returned to the house to rest.The next night I knew what I had to do, I dressed in my whore clothes. ] ‘How was your appointment?’ I look at my wife uncomprehendingly. I’m still in a fog from the earlier visit that day. ‘Huh?’ ‘Your visit. To the doctor. How was it?’ Thankfully, she’s leafing through a magazine and not really paying attention to my face. I’m sure it will somehow give me away, guilt written in bold font across my forehead. ‘Oh, that. Fine, fine.’ I put my keys on the kitchen counter and loosen my tie. ‘Everything ok?’ She’s suddenly attentive and I am sure she is on to me..