He rang the doorbell and since I had the door open with only the storm door closed, I yelled out, ‘ Be right there’. I held the towel up to me to...make it look as though he interrupted me taking a shower and opened the storm door and told him to step in since I had to sign the special electronic clipboard he was holding out. As soon as I reached to hold the clipboard, my towel fell to the floor. I pretended to be shocked and placed my left hand over my pubic area as he held the clipboard. I. I felt a hand on my chest, and Melissa – or was it Mel? – whispered softly, “Stand up straight, Baby, so I can remove the rest of your shirt and jacket.” I was still wondering if the voice I heard was a woman, or a man trying to “pass”, when SMACK! “Two. Thank you, Mistress Doris, for helping to improve my behavior.” The instant the words were out, I knew they were not quite right. SMACK! “Wrong. Start over,” was all she said. SMACK! “One.” I sobbed, the tears openly streaming down my face.. He was a bit uneasy, and hoped to be able to sleep most, if not all of the flight. However, his seat partner had other plans. “No ring I see.” The elderly lady started. “Either you are single or you want people to think you are.”He lifted his head and smiled. “Yes ma’am I am single. Divorced actually for a little over two years.”The lady, Sylvia, smiled and looked out of the window. “I am single too, recently single. My husband of fifty-two years passed away about a month ago.” Jeff saw tears. . Ye kahani kariban sal pehle ki hain jo mere sath pehli bar hua meri age abhi 19 sal hai jawan hu smart hu aur kafi sharmila hu… Bat garmiyo ki hai may mahine ki last mei apne nani ghar gaya…Sab log ek sath ek jagah ekkithe hue the bada maja aa raha tha mama ji, mausiyan, nana nani, usme mere badi maasi ki behen thi jo 18 sal ki thi.Maine kabhi use galat nazro se nahi dekha tha par ek din hum aur meri behen maasi ki beti supriya( name change) sath mei so rahe the mai aur meri behen opposite.