"This certainly isn't the 'man' you married is it Cindy dear? Huumm?" No, no he isn't," Cindy quickly replied before turning back to her newmale date..."Keep up the sissies stimulation Ned. We want Timmy to have a niceevening. We want him to feel especially feminine tonight," The mother-in-law ordered as the man held Timmy tight in his lap, his tuxedo slackedlegs spread to keep Timmy between them and under control. The man thenbegan rubbing Timmy's nylon chiffon dress harder and faster now. He was asleep.‘Samar? Are you awake?’ She calls out from the door.On the bed, Samar lying on his back in bed. His mouth was open and he’s snoring.The room was messy. With a smart phone and ear buds strewn about the nightstand, along with his clothes thrown about the room. An open suitcase on the floor. The room was dimly lit, but good visibility–sunlight streaking in through window blinds.In the doorway, Savita has her hand on the knob of the door she has just opened, cradling the tray with her. Almost. At night I thought of him, the way his jaw slid beneath the soft silk of his skin as he spoke, how he commanded someone like Roger to listen to him. He’d only spoken directly to me for a few minutes, but he had already seeped into my brain.As soon as I saw the mysterious number, I knew it was him.“Hello?”“I’m thinking Nobu tonight. 8PM. Would you like me to pick you up or would you prefer meeting me there?”My throat wasn’t working correctly. Neither was my heart. I knew he was. Why should you be interested in a forty year-old widow? I knew you liked me but even when I behaved badly you continued to behave impeccably. So all my guilt and all my disgust with myself came to a head last night. Thank you, Bill darling, for giving me back my peace of mind but even more for making me deliriously happy."She attacked him again but this time their tongues began tentatively to probe."I think," said Bill eventually, "that you should consider making yourself presentable." Oh Lord!.