That symbolism would help me survive this night.Yet I was like a moth drawn to the flame. I knew what Kavita and Prem were going to do, but I had to k...ow more. I wanted to understand if she was as complicit in cuckolding me as it seemed, and whether she really loved Prem as much as he thought. A part of me needed confirmation that she really loved me, and that she was only putting on this one last show to close the relationship with her lover. I wanted to know how she felt about Prem, and how. Woh affair jaise labs bhi nahi jaanti thi. Usse bade hi conservative tareeko se pala posa gaya tha. Shameen padai mai bhi badi kamzoor thi aur usse personal assistance ki zarurat padte rehti thi.Woh jagah jagah se educational help lene ki koshish karte rehti thi par usse usse jada help nahi mil pata tha kyu ki ladko se woh kamm baat kar pati thi. Aur ladkiya uske muhalle mai jada padi likhi nahi thi. Uss muhalle mai shameen ki pita ki that thi. Par uske bawajud shameen ke pita shameen k liye. It was a party van and was well used when groups of us would go on adventures like tubing at the river or overnight camping at one of the nearby lakes. I had even lived in it briefly after separating from my ex-wife. CJ and I had gotten comfortable in my van that was parked in the back parking lot when she fired up the joint and took a big hit before she passed it to me. We smoked the pot and talked about how she was excited about their move to our apartment complex. I handed the joint back to. "Oh my fucking god ... did I just get propositioned?" I thought to myself."What did you just offer?" I asked her aloud.She bent her head and looked at the floor before saying "I said that I would sleep with you to save my job".I would normally have dismissed any such offer ... but with my recent separation and divorce I was in the midst of a very dry sexual period. I did find her strangely attractive.She waited for me to react."Are you serious?" I finally asked her."Yes" was her quiet reply.I.