” After we left the café, we took a walk through the park. It was winter and we passed a large pond with lots of people ice skating, then we took ...he bus to her apartment. On the bus, she sat next to me. We were quiet, but our thighs and arms touched as we sat next to each other. A few times we glanced at each other, smiling gazing into each other’s eyes, sensing our wanting something to happen, but uncertain how that would happen. I could feel the warmth of her body and my desire for her. I had to admit, they looked good together. Like a cougar who had cornered her cubby. This guy could only be in his mid-20's at best, more likely in his early 20's, but he was coming on to my 49-year-old wife. There was a lot of very pretty young girls there around his age, that I am sure he could have had, but he didn't want them, he wanted my wife. I was so proud of her.I got back to our booth at the same time the song was ending. After they kissed again, my wife motioned for me to meet her. . . and maybe get a beating from a drunk husband. Mixed with the relief was a hint of dread as she realized she would soon be asked to take her clothes off. Her verbal response was as simple and innocent as the woman herself. ‘Thank you,’ she said nervously, looking around for the studio. I rose and led her back through a door into the small studio, which was really just a storage room with a roll of backdrops, two lights on tripods and a couple of chairs. ‘This won’t take very long, it is just. Aur tumhe bhi meri kasam hai ki tum chori chupe mujhe koi contraceptive pill nahi doge, bas.”Main, “Par…”Asha, “Par war kuch nahin. Main bhi hamesha chahti thi aur ab bhi chahti hoon ki jab humare bache hon to unke biological father tum hi ho. Par ab maine commitment kar diya to kar diya. Bas tum uparwale se dua karna ki mein is baar pregnant na hon.”Main thoda sad ho kar, “Agar ho gayi to.”Asha (mujhe emotional karte hue), “Suno, tum mujhe kitna pyar karte ho?”Main, “Duniya mein sabse.