I was in too much of a hurry to put on a shirt. I check myself in the mirror, and I saw with horror that the pink bow of the dress was visible, cascad...ng out of the neck of my motorcycle jacket. I untied the bow and turned up the collar of my jacket. I looked okay, as long as I kept my arms crossed so no one could see that I was wearing a bra with two rolled up socks in it. I did one smart thing before I left. I grabbed my red turtleneck sweater, figuring I could put it on later if I had to. . Wo akeli bethi thi aur shyad kisi ka intzaar kar rai thi. Mein aankhe phaad k usi ko dekh raha tha tabhi mere frnd ki call aayi aur meine usko recive kiya. Wo mujhse aaj k program k bare mein puchne laga meine bahana bna diya k aaj mera mood nai hai tum akele hi chale jaao aur ye kahkar meine phonr rekh diya.Phone rahkne k baad meine uski taraf dekha tho wo wahan nai thi shyad chli gyi thi. Phir mein apni drink pe concentrate karne laga aur drink khatam kar k baar se bahar nikla aur parking ki. Tailors bump their hands on it when taking an inside leg measurement, nurses giggle to each other, men catch a glimpse of it at the urinal and look again helpless with its novelty and middle class gentlemen at the tennis club think about its heft and swing as the lie in bed with their wives after seeing Philippe walk past in the showers. They lie on their sides and silently touch themselves as they pictured his long shlong and his capacious testicles. They playfully imagine holding it, feeling. I had no idea what was happening but I knew it was pretty special. When I sensed she was looking at me I looked up, “are you okay with this?” she said as she pressed my knuckles hard against her body and I felt her push her hips against my hand. “Yes,” I replied in a whisper and then she moved her hand quicker and looked into my eyes. I didn’t look down again; I watched her face change from the calm and collected aunt to a look in her eyes as if she was in some faraway place. She bit her lip,.