She looked up at the faces of her colleagues as they leaned over the side to help pull her back on board. The Faculty research vessel, or ‘the float...ng shithole’ as the Professor nicknamed it had never seemed so welcoming.Loch Morar was the deepest loch in Scotland. At over three hundred metres deep, it was cold and dark. Hazel, along with the rest of the team was supposed to stay on board and use the sonar equipment to track the floor of the loch and drop lobster pot type nets to take samples.. .." "Just stand there and practice balancing." She returned with a brush. A couple of minutes later she grunted "When was the last time you had a hair trim?" "Um, last summer?" Next week you are getting a make over. Your split ends have split ends that have split ends." When she finished, she opened the closet door to reveal a full-length mirror. "Well, you won't scare too many little kids." I stared at my reflection. I looked like my fathers' mother. She was a big-boned German woman. Except. The whole time i am sitting with him i am thinking how the hell i will tell him, he is obviously trying to impress me (and he was)and we are getting on so well, the whole night he tells me how good i look and even tells me where he would like to take me on our next date.Now i dont drink much and wine goes to my head very quickly so by the end of the evening i am feeling a little bit more than a bit merry and i have to hold onto Marks arm as he leads me to the taxi to go home, and it felt just. Ma email id isI was sleeping behind ma husband Rahul but was thinking about Sameer who is in ma home now as a friend of ma husband and what he did to me last night-(read in previous story Unfaithfull Tia)It was not ma first meet with Sameer.Three years before when I was in last year of ma graduation in collage Sameer was also in the same collage but as a senior of mine.It was a rainy day when I was standing out of ma collage looking for the taxi to return home as it became the rainy day and ma.