I strip off my clothes as I walk to my bedroom and the attached bathroom, letting my clothes fall as I go leaving them there.I reach my bedroom, almos... totally naked. I go into the bath and start the water, pour in some bubble bath and decide to have a glass of wine as I unwind from my long day.I go back to the kitchen, get the bottle of wine out of the fridge, grab a glass and take it all back to the bath with me. I realize that I forgot my book, so I go back out again, and retrieve my book.By. I am very normal guy whom you may doesn’t notice much on the road sides. Working in as a decent professional and leading a comfortable family life in Bangalore and am 32 years old. After reading many stories many months decided to write my incident. After reading if you don’t like please forgive me; if you like it, share the comments I know her through chatting before her marriage and she has completed her education engineering and coming to city to do some courses and to find a job. We used to. But I could wait, I was in an awesome mood, because it was a Thursday. Thursdays used to suck -- they were the worst day of the week; they're near the end of a tiring workweek, and you still have to drag your ass out of bed one more time. But now, though, Thursdays are the best weekday ever. Why? The simple answer: Girl Scouts.My phone didn't beep in response until I sat on the bus. I tapped the face, and brought up the message. "Just got home," my wife wrote. "You?" She'd been on the road home. "Oh, say, that girl you told me about, the one who worked for Jay--what was her name?" Cindy," said Mike."Yeah, Cindy. What happened to her?" She's OK," said Mike. "In fact, that's my next job..." I don't blame you," Tom interrupted.Mike grinned sheepishly. "No, not that kind of job," he said. "Now that I've got Jay Snyder into jail, I've got to get her brother out. It's a deal we made." Sure," said Tim. "I gotcha." He winked at Judy."Well," said Mike, suddenly embarrassed, "my working day Is.