“Of course, I am” I replied in an excited fashion, pretending not to be aware her act of indiscretion last night. “That was amazing last night. ...id it really happen as I remember or was it a dream?”“Maybe a bit of both” my wife replied, feeling a bit of relief, I imagine. “It was very late and we both had quite a bit to drink.’“You were more wet than I can ever remember.” I added. “I’ve NEVER seen you so WET!”“Yes” she replied, with a bit of tension in her voice, “You seemed to like that a lot.. But I am a new father." We sat and talked for a while. We filled each other in on aspects of our lives. We were chatting merrily along when my cell rang. Usually I check the caller ID before I answer, for some reason I didn't and I heard the voice of my ex wife. Immediately the headache that usually accompanies her intrusions into my little piece of the world hit like a freight train. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose; this had become habit when she called. "Hiya baby what are. We got shit to discuss."As Nick returned to eating, his father continued."Now then, we're gonna get you married. Don't worry," he went on as Nick began to protest, "she'll know the score. It'll be a marriage of convenience. It won't be the first one this family has known. And you'll have kids ... I don't care if you do it the old-fashioned way or use a motherfuckin' turkey baster, you and she will have children and they will be yours. I got a list of women I think might be suitable, we'll go. I am normal south Indian guy(Tamil Nadu) little dark and bit fat (little) and working in Bangalore at Peenya location. Mostly I work in shifts, so I used to go to my home town once in a month. OK let’s go to the incident that took my virginity, on that day I was coming back from my hometown for the shift after enjoying weekend at hometown. After I get down from train, due to heavy rain in Bangalore I get into an auto and started to my room.On the way I was talking with the auto driver about.