The house was a huge house. Two stories. Two bedroom in each floor. By 10.30 the ladies had 4 drinks each I had 3 large ones and Mr Sunil had 6 ones. ...y 12pm all were tired. None of them were feeling sleepy and decided to watch a movie. I was ordered to clean the place.Though I dint like being bullied like this but not wanting to create a fuss I simply did everything. By the time I was back they had started a movie. American Pie was playing in the cable Tv. The movie slowly started a discussion. I even joked I'd give her a fright by telling her I wanted to move back home. She laughed and said that would be the one thing sure to scare the hell out of her.When I told her that, maybe I wasn't joking (but I was pretty sure she was serious about the prospect scaring the hell out of her). Now, I didn't want to go back there this year, but I do try to keep my promises. I wondered if Emily would understand if I ducked out of the dance for 5 or 10 minutes to give Mary a call.On the drive across. I saw Olivia making something really good and I walked behind her and hugged her tightly. She squealed and laughed but didn’t say anything.“I LOVE YOU SO MUCH” I said and kissed her neck and sat down to eat a good breakfast for what seemed forever.“You’re welcome” she said and sat down across from me.“This is good…what is it? Aren’t you going to eat?” I said as I crammed it down my throat. “Thank you…no…I ate already…and it is something I learned from my friends” she said her head tilted to the. An awful lot of talk went on about the incredibly mundane aspects of real life, like dealing with children, shopping, and arranging car repairs without somebody to drive you back after dropping off the car.There was a very active group of women intent on getting laid.One of the wags of the group called themselves the Orlando Divorcee Service Group, ‘since they really needed to get serviced.’ Barbara had gravitated towards this group early on. Her children were at an age they didn’t need.