" Joe's just learning," Tina said. "It's one of the things we do together." Oh, we don't cook together," Jenna said. "Allen insists on having complete...control. Not that I mind! It's really nice to come home to dinner already prepared." I can see that," Tina replied, nodding.I paused. I'd always waited for Tina to show up before I got beyond the initial cooking prep."Allen takes good care of me," Jenna said."Have to earn my keep," Allen joked."You're not working?" I asked."Oh, I've got a few. They started walking towards her townhouse. It was dark, the shadows from the big maples made a speckled patchwork of moonlight on the sidewalk. It was surprisingly cold out-side, Maya pulled her cardigan closer and hugged her arms around herself. ‘Do Sam’s parents dislike Emma?’ She asked. ‘No, it’s not Emma they don’t like, it’s their relationship.‘ Maya guessed that Sam’s parents must be racist. She wouldn’t have guessed it but she had been married to an Indian man and she knew from. If we'd have just played stupid, like we didn't know anything at all about what Bob was up to, we might have skated. He'd have been in big trouble, but we might have gotten off the hook. Then again, as things turned out, I'm kind of glad Brad broke. Sort of.And he did break. He spilled his guts. OK, we all spilled our guts, about lusting after each other's wives and how hot they all were and how we had hatched this plan to have a little fun and work on some fantasies. We tried to make it sound. After reaching the house we started drinking and were talking. I had got 2 bottles of Chivas Regal and some beers. But after some convincing to the girls, they were all ready to drink hot drinks. We drank and finally, the girls were also too drunk and did some tiger dance too. After that, we went outside my house to the flower garden. Enjoying the moonlight and the cold mild breeze. All these were symptoms of a great night that’s gonna follow. The cold breeze was so arousing and chilling that.