Well, I could expect a lot from the goddess of love, depending on what she included in the word. Romantic love? I have had a crush on some girls but I...don't know if this counts. Sex? Never even close. What could she expect from me regarding one of these things?Her face got serious and harsh when she spoke, "I'll tell you, little man: YOU have let me down. I watched you for some years and when it comes to love, there is nothing about it on you. Jerking off on girls you desire to be yours while. .. burning fields, houses, everything. They're burning, looting ... even raping the women."My attention focused and I inched towards her. "How terrible!" I murmured, acting my part. "Is that so? They're raping the women?" I nodded sympathetically and repeated the phrase privately, savoring its sound, liking the way that the words sounded in my ears. Suddenly the future seemed rosy and I was immensely pleased that there were ringlets decorating Christine's brown hair. They were nice. They were. The black pants they wore were tighter, and cut off at mid-thigh. Flip flops, instead of shoes. Basically, there was no mistaking them, except maybe for the rent boys that plied the strip in later hours. Worse, every time they were late, as well as docking half their pay, Mitch would make an alteration, a little something just to 'tear strips' off the guy, humiliate him so he'd remember not to be late again. Small incentives for the guys to move their arses quickly to and from work. Problem. What do you do when you come home?” I just blush and say, “Kyon bolte ho aap aise bhabhi? Bhaiya ko hamesha zor ka jhatka dete ho aap.” Bhaiya used to say, abhi bhi time hai, shadi kar lo iss se. I used to say, jane do bhaiya bhabhi aise hi mazaak kar rahi hain. So I was watching at her door as to when she’ll come out after bath. Almost after 45 mins, my hard work paid. I saw her and said, “bhabhi, humlog ke sath holi khele hi nahi fir naha kyun liye?” She said, “himmat to hai nahi aapme fir.