He told me to come into his room. It was dimmly lit the tv was on but he turned the sound down. He said so Youre another one of my sisters Gay frien...s? He asked very sharp but sort of interested voice. I have to ask he said...You are obviously very feminine very soft are you the man or the woman in that relationship? I laughed... I like to think the woman I responded. He laughed. Ok stupid question but what made you hate men? I told him I don't hate men I just feel really comfortible. Even worse, she had started to call her mother 'Margaret' in front of you both, much to your wife's ire. She would show overt signs of affection for you, huggin you and kissing you on the cheek at breakfast, while barely deigning to adress her mother. You had tried to play mediator between them, to no avail. Even worse, this situation had driven a wedge between you and her and even though she was graceful enough not to say it directly, you could see it in her eyes : she blamed you for it. And. Just when you sense death the world around you fades. You are falling and yet you are rising. You keep on feeling this same sensation. After what seems to be a hundred years you hit the ground.You are lying in a park; you know this because you have seen this place in a hologram atmosphere room. You have seen this whole city. It’s where your parents and Dr. Blacksmith were raised. The air smells wonderful and the grass under me feels amazing. You get up and see a person your age coming to you.“I. Jab main 18 saal ka hua to maine sabse pahle apne ghar ki maid ko chodna chaha usne chudwane se mana kar diya to main dar gaya ki kahin wo ye baat mere gharwalon ko na bata de aur usse maafi mangne laga is karan main bahut dino tak girls se door bhi rahta tha lekin is karan mere pahchan walon mein meri ek sharif ladke ki image ban gai.ye story meri shaadi ke baad ki hai jab maine apni biwi ko chouda tab meri pyas bujhne ki bajay aur badh gai aur maine ab dusri ladkiyon ki taraf dekhna shuru kar.