As she pulled the two of them to a stop she told the girl who still had her legs around the guy, "When are you going to find out doing things like tha... only get you one thing!"Constance told her, "Right now, I'd settle for that."Pulling on bare and stubbly legs, John told her, "Then I'll set you up on a date with Willy Peters."The not quite pretty girl let her legs drop past his to the ground, "Even I have standards."Mary Marvelli leaned closer to the guy, "Do I meet your standards?" The busty. Rohan picks up the phone.R: helloP: hello, kaun , Rohan, kaise ho tum, mummy he kya ghar par?R: nahin aunty, mummy ghar par nahin he.P: to tum akele kya kar rahe ho?R: kuch nahin aunty, bas picture dekh raha hun.P: to aa jao na hamare yahaan, alka aunty bbhi aa rahin he. Humlog kuch khel lenge.R: kya khelenge aunty.P: tum aao naa, phir tumhe batayenge kya khelnaa he.R: ok aunty abhi aata hun.P: ok Rohan bye.Pramila’s heart starts pounding. She has to think fast and immediately she calls up Alka. “Have you heard that, Jeet? She says you might know that Rajesh fucks me” she said laughing. All of them joined her.“Suma dear, you hubby has fucked me in front of my hubby, with my hubby and also without my hubby. Countless times. We planned foursome with you. He tells us you had few years back but were reluctant to do in India. So, we asked him to come over to our place.” She told me as a matter of fact.I was embarrassed and angry. The least Rajesh could do was to inform me or prepare me for. Whatever...whenever. Forty percent? no problem! If there was an upside to this tale of a wasted if not disenfranchised and potentially great script-writer, it is that his income somehow managed to stave off that final denouement. He still lived in the home although the Bank now owned nine-tenths of it. The crippled paper boy that smiled up at him from his small trundle board on the corner of Fourth and Rickard as he collected his nightly headlines, was about God's only creature he didn't owe.