She just wants to go pee before we leave. She's in the bathroom. I say to the husband, so M tells me she thinking about getting bigger boobs. He tells...me they have talked about it. I tell him, I know she likes them, she couldn't get enough of mine today. He laughs. She steps out and says, I hear what you are talking about. I ask, did I lie? They laugh. Now I know just what to do. I ask, seriously, are you considering having breast augmentation? She says yes. (Fell right into my trap.) I tell. Truly!This is what I am going to be fine and comfortable in tonight. Netted stockings and a bum-low mini dress and a fancy and sparkling golden-colored necklace that flickers and shines whenever I step into an embodiment of light and brilliance, and snug and tight gloves that shape and pattern my hands well and nicely, plus a belt with a symbol of a human skull on it, and black and elevated stilettos that clink and clank against the floor with a sharp and ear-piercing sound. Yes. This will do. Sumit ke bhaiya kaam ke sil sile me baahr gye haa bhabi ghaar paar akele haa sumit hostel se chutti lekar bhabi ke sath rehne ataa ha. S*sumitB* bhabiS: Door ki bell bjata ha.B: kn ha darwaze paar.S: bhabi mee apkaa devaar hostel se aayaa hu.B: Ooh sumit door kholi ( woow kitna mast handsome lag raha hai aaahh garam jawani ) o aaye devar ji andar.S: namsate bhabi bhaiya baahr ha to aaj se me yahi rahuga ( ufff salii behn ki lodee kyaa maast maal ho gye etne mast doodh gand to randi ke be na. IIIII'm drunk – I had nothing." We both laughed. After a moment I rolled the chair close to her and simply said, "Well, to us then." We tapped glasses and swallowed away the last of the champagne."Good final toast, Aduba," she said with finality, gazing unblinking into my eyes. "Short, sweet and left 'em wanting more."I smiled. "But there's no more to be had," I said."Isn't there?" she replied. She still had that gaze fixed upon me, and my heart began to race. We stared at each other in silence.