I guess you’ll have to do if I’m going to learn, right?”“Well that’s true,” Janie sighed. “I suppose here, the most refined person I can...think of is Prelate Alexandra.”Caine snorted as he dropped off a third box. “You can put a bear in silk and lace, but it’s still a bear.”Janie gave Caine a flat, disapproving look. “Lesson one. Do not take his word on what refinement is. He has none.”“What is all this stuff?” Tonya asked, picking up a small stone statuette that had been carved into the vague. She was not overly preoccupied with sex; on the other hand, she did not quite feel she and Joe were on the same page either. Being one of several wives, she was not unfamiliar with being a second hand citizen. She knew what it was like to be a sex object.She was starting to feel that history was repeating. Joe was starting to become more insistent on choosing her clothes. He had not made it an issue when they were in China. Now that they had been married a while, he was always pointing out how. I sort of wanted to be at the dining room table but mom started eating and talking, so I grabbed a sandwich and concentrated on the TV. When mom went upstairs about three o'clock, I got up and followed her. As we got near her room I asked her if she bought anything special while she was out."Oh, just some personal stuff. Things I needed." She answered."Can I see?" I asked."Ah, no honey, just some underwear." She answered back.I'll be honest. I don't know if it was the desire to see my mom. My name is Amit. This is about my work place colleague, sreeradhe (sree). We were just in talking terms and only official talks with occasional light jokes. One day our company got a big deal and were under pressure to complete it successfully in time. Since ours was a small company, we put in all the efforts we could for this project and nearly got it completed. This was the day before our final big day of presentation of the product.Sree invited me for a coffee at ccd near our office after.