. I don't think we should..." Come! You do nothing with anyone. You even send hookers away!" Her hands were in motion, spreading in supplication. "I k...ow you are not, what, un busone, a homosexual. You look too much, at me and other women."That was the last straw. "I can't!" I barked, sharply. Then I caught myself and worked to calm down. Getting upset would be dangerous, and stupid."But why not?" she asked, now laughing. "However you've changed, surely he's still there," she waved at my. Terri didn’t see anything wrong with any of this or even anything unusual. She was aware of her biological clock ticking but never had any impulse to do anything about it until one day she read a story in a newspaper. It was a rather maudlin article about an old woman, childless and never married, who had died, surrounded by her cats, but otherwise alone in her bungalow. Terri realized that she would be that woman in a few years. Although not allowed to have pets in her apartment, she had been. I was looking every bit a newly married woman.. then I came out of the room .. Rajiv was watching tv in the living room.. I went and sat next to him .. he opened his arms and I just leaned on him.. he asked if I liked his house ..I told him it\’s our house now and thanked him for making me his wife.. I asked Wat he wants for lunch .. he said we will order but I insisted on cooking so decided to make simple rice and daal.. I went in the kitchen and put both the things on the gas. Then I went to. This however changed when you couldn’t feel your face, or your body, or your hands. It was like you didn’t have a body any more.“Ahh! Good! You’re here!” exclaimed an exuberant female voice from seemingly everywhere at once.“Where am I?” You ask “Who are you?” You add, attempting to look around in the wide open nothingness.“Me? I’m not important” came the female voice as a girl materialised in front of you. She was a cream coloured girl wearing what looked like some sort of pink Perisan attire.