It’s not a big deal.’ I open the sheets for him on his side of the bed. He still looks unsure, but very relieved at the idea of getting to sleep i... a bed and lies down next to me. I haven’t been this close to him since we were 17, so it’s been a few years. We grew apart, then we were just friends, now it’s been four years and here we were. It’s like we’re nervous teenagers again… for me at least. I keep looking at him. My eyes graze down his stomach, over his tan skin and tight stomach. He’s. Ek qustn puchu princuMe – jarur vavi …Vavi -us din tumne kya dekha mujhme..???Me -totally sock.Maine net off ki and soo gya.. Next day college se aane k baad main fresh hua .Maa boli riya vavi tere ko bula ri thi kuch kaam h unko.Main gya wo kitchen m kuch bana ri thi..Us time unhone yellow colour ki sari pehni hui thi or puri sexy dikh ri thi..Unhone mujhe list di and kaha saman laa do na…Main v saman lene chale gya and laa k de diya..Us time bhabhi apne baby ko sula ri thi wo boli tum dusre. She walks out into the living room, plops onto the couch and turns on the TV. She flips through the channels for ten minutes before becoming frustrated and throwing the remote on the couch. ‘Nothing good is ever on in the morning.’ she grumbled out loud and stood up. She scans the house, thinking of what to do and wonders back into her room and sits and the desk. She turns the computer on and clicks on the internet to check her e-mails. Once finished, she commences to surf around the internet. Scanning her messy bedsit, I slowly piece together the events that brought me here. The two hour drive up this afternoon, meeting up with her and her friends in the Union Bar. Just seeing them together made me feel old and question what the hell I was doing there. Then she brought me back here. I can see the door we fell through, kissing passionately – grabbing and removing each other’s clothes before it had even shut behind us. The wall I pushed her against, lifting her up and wrapping her.