Kuch der baad uski beti aayi aur baat karte karte aaise hi shaam ho gaya. Aunty ne mujhe bola ki beta uncle bhi nahi hain tu akela ghar main kya kareg... yehi ruk jaa. Toh main jhat se man gaya. Phir main thori uski beti ko padne main maddad kiya aur humlogo ne sath dinner kiya aur uski beti sonee ko chali gayi. Humlog tv dekhne baith gaye toh uski waqt aunty ne kaha ki kitna tv dekhta hain ree tu chal aunty se thora baat bhi kar lee. Maine halka ka smile diya aur batte karne laga.Batee karte. . and she was certainly no hooker. Single, evidently, or maybe divorced like him. He took off his eye-shades and rubbed at his sightless eyes. Opening them again, he wondered how dead or vacant they looked. Were they still the same bluish tint? ... the color Nancy had told him she loved so much ... the bitch.He sipped at his martini, then popped a whole small cracker with cheese into his mouth. They'd told him the acid had never noticeably damaged the actual eyeball, only destroyed the thin. You know, you could– She crashed her mental foot down on the thought. I am not having sex with an eighteen-year-old boy, she thought viciously. I’m not even going to consider it! Her hands had clenched–her whole body had clenched–at the unexpected metal conflict, she forced herself to relax and placed the palms of her hands flat on her belly. God, it was so hot in here. God, she was sweating. It bothered her immensely that the combined heat and humidity, along with her anxiety would very soon. Mene mouka pakar use gande ishare kiye to usne koi narajgi nahi dikhai balki hans padi. Sham ko jab hum office se nikle to me parking me uska waith kar raha tha. O aayi to mene uska phone number manga usne kaha kyon chaiye to me bola ki tumse kuch baat karni he raat ko phone karoonga. Usne kaha ki yahi kar lo mene kaha ki nahi raat ko karoonga phir toda na nukur ke baad mene uska nu. Liya aur ghar chala gaya. Raat ko kareeb 8 baje mene usse phone kiya to usne 1 ring me hi utha liya shayad wo.