I’m confused now.’ ‘Good,’ I said, ‘be confused but don’t feel bad. The problem is that a woman of loose morals is called a slut and derid...d but a man is called a Lothario and praised. It’s all negative Amy and don’t you believe it. What you did this afternoon wasn’t wrong, it wasn’t immoral. You were three adults enjoying yourselves in a sexual playground. You’re not hurt neither are they so nobody can really complain can they. By that definition Mike and Guy are sluts as well aren’t they?’. Slowly over their various dates, Rajashree truly fell for Raghunath. They were very close but hadn’t had sex yet. Rajashree’s family were unaware of her relation with Raghunath but one day while returning from work early, her father saw Rajashree and Raghunath coming out of a park walking closely together. He followed them to check whether it was really his daughter.Raghunath stopped a taxi for Rajashree, turned towards her and tightly hugged her. As soon as they separated, Rajashree saw her. ”“Pleased to meet you,” she said.“We’ve been holding off opening presents until you got here,” Beth said. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.”Jeff opened his case and retrieved two wrapped packages. “Here ... We have a couple of presents ... for you and Dad and for Beth. Chelsea and I exchanged gifts already at her house.”“Set them under the tree and we’ll start opening them. I have dinner in the oven already.”Jeff sat at the table, next to Chelsea. His father began passing plates and he. It wasn't the beer; I still haven't found an American beer that does not taste like watered down urine. It wasn't the food; it tasted like sawdust. It was a sermon about biking, complete with a congregation and the occasional 'amen'. The local gang leader, with the questionable name of 'Ben Polecat', which he surely wasn't born with, read me the holy writ of motor cycling. That writ is motorcycles, or more precisely, Corley Motors motorcycles. If I can remember his wording correctly 'A Corley.