Then slowly we started spending a lot of time together after college. We also started the process of studying after college. Sometimes I used to go to...her house for studying and sometimes she used to come down to my house. Since, I did not get a chance to touch her as in our houses there would be someone or the other present. So, I planned to take her to a place called Central Park in Salt Lake, Kolkata.This was a park where generally go and be physical with each other. Although she was not. The room was plush, pristine and they dumped their bags and retired for a gin and tonic in the bar. They booked a table and had a lovely meal at the restaurant with a nice bottle of wine that was presented to them courtesy of Brian. An enveloped note was tied around the neck of the bottle.Angela opened it and then let out a barely audible gasp.“What does it say?” Asked Dave. Angela handed it to him.“Did you say anything about me masturbating to him? Behind my back.”Dave smiled as he read the. There among toasters and other random relics of a by-gone era sat what could only be called a genie's lamp.Now, John was no fool. He knew damn well genies were not real but he also felt a strange urge to buy this lamp. It just needed a good polish and it could probably fetch double or more from some antiques dealer. John picked up the deceptively heavy lamp and carried it to the register to buy it. The little old man behind the counter looked like he hadn't ever been younger than at least 200. It was a bulletin board about bow hunting. I had no idea if it was someone's idea of a joke. Once inside the pub I sat at my usual spot at the end of the bar. The Brit walked down and put the dark draft beer in front of me. "Make it coffee instead," I said to him.He looked at the beer and started to take it back. "Oh hell leave it to," I said. One beer wouldn't have enough effect to be of any significance."You get that message," The Brit asked."Yeah, you seen the packet yet," I said."I did,".