.." Maggie smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I'm just tired of all the wallowing..." she gave a little yawn which she covered with her hand...."I'm tired full stop – I think!" she stood up and smiled down at her friend's obvious worry. "I think I'll have a nice long soak in the bath ... then I'm going to have an early night."Well ... if you're sure?" I'm fine Sarah – honest ... I will be fine!"For the first time in a long time, there was a hint of the old Maggie in her friend's. Bavington. I couldn't have hoped for a more comprehensive overview." Heat came into my face, less because of his words and more because of his tone. It was admiring, serious, and intense, not unlike his gaze on me. "Agreed," said the black man in the impeccable suit. "Thank you for your time." "You're welcome." I stood, closing my presentation on the computer and tucked my flash drive into my bag. I slung my bag over my shoulder. Now that I was done with what I needed to do, I just wanted. Teena is like… You know she isn’t interested in boys. You got it, right?I laughed and made a joke: Hahaha! So is she interested in girls or what?Shobha: Yeah, she’s interested in girls. She’s a lesbian. Only we women in the apartment know it and no other men till now, except you.Me: Wow, seriously.An excitement ran in my body, imagining Teena with a girl in action. To be specific, a nude action. I continued: Seriously, is she a lesbian?Shobha: Why are you getting so excited? Don’t be, coz that. All in all, he enjoyed the experience. Garments tended to get soaked and stick to the skin of the women, often giving him a good look at the shape and size of the bosom or the ass. If a pallo fell forward then he could feast on the sight of jiggling breasts. Some blouses gave glimpses of cleavage. And when they squatted at times the ghagras revealed more leg than normal. All this happened at the wall in the backyard near the well and the taps where the Thakur would engage in this ritualistic.