Texts and phone calls at night. I saw her when I worked. I watched her with emotions I never knew I could have. We didn’t go out again though. Next ... saw her out of work was when I invited her to my aunt’s house. It was my aunt’s idea. And Mary thought it was a good idea. So she came over.It had been maybe three weeks since our first “date”. The pool was clean, no thanks to my hours spent slaving in it to make it so. My room was spotless. When she arrived, my aunt left us to ourselves after a. I got busy with my magazines till evening. The boys seemed relaxed.They had not looked intently at me like they did yesterday. Sure they showed their usual affection and attention towards me in the day but not the unusual way. They seemed not to ask for feeding the whole day. I felt glad about it that they were normal. Soon it was time to sleep in the night after dinner.I went to my bedroom and changed into a nightgown with tiny straps over my shoulders. The nightgown covered me up to my. We went to Mumbai for the marriage. We reached around 2 days before the marriage of my relative who was 5 years elder than me. Bride side was also from Delhi and so all the arrangements were to be looked after by the groom side.I was doing my bit by helping my cousin with the marriage arrangements. On the day of the engagement, I became friends with Shweta, the girl whom my cousin was getting married to. Arrangements were made in a hotel and both parties were staying there.Shweta was not. What say we spend some quality time together?” “I’d like that Jeff, what would you like to do?” “Well, I could grab my bathing suit and we could use the ship’s pool or if you like there is a place called Snorkel Park Beach about a fifteen minute walk from here.” “The beach sounds perfect!” “Okay, Snorkel Beach it is then,” Jeff said standing. “I will meet you at the gangway in ten minutes! I just want to put on a bathing suit.” Then, taking along look at Katrina as she stood Jeff added,.