” “Like torture chamber, chamber of horrors?” “No, silly, chamber of commerce.” Igor sent part-timers to report on snoozers like meetings...of civic groups. They were too green to be bored. “I’ll check it out. You gonna be around a while?” “Uh-huh. I’m done but I’ll hang around till you read it. Can I look over your shoulder?” Copy editors know it’s not wise to allow a writer to watch you slice and dice their work. But I was smitten and the little wisdom I had wasn’t operational in her. ‘Heidi, are you okay?’ he asked suddenly. ‘Um, yes, why?’ ‘You just have this pained expression on you’re face.’ Heidi tried hard to relax her face. ‘Sorry, I’m fine. Um,’ and she racked her brain for something to talk about, ‘Remember high school?’ He grinned as if he knew she was just trying to change the subject, ‘Yes.’ Now that she had brought it up, she needed something else to say about it. ‘What a time.’ ‘I would have sworn that you hated high school.’ How did he know? ‘Yeah,’ Heidi. First I want to say that I’m not very good at this but I wanted to write it down so you would enjoy and remember ever experience you have and not take a one for granted. My husband and I have for many years talked about swapping and even sharing as long as the two of us were involved. Our talking openly about this came with when he had a friend over for a few days. Allen was a fine man but was always one for falling on his face when women were even mention. Unlucky at love I guess you would. She figured out that Priyanka and I already had a sexual encounter a week ago. But still, she kept silent because she wanted to catch us red-handed. Priyanka was speechless and started apologizing to her sister. I suggested they go and have some rest and talk about this matter after we recover. Priyanka was walking slowly as she recently got her hymen broken. Asmita replied, “Oh, so you got fucked by my boyfriend today,” in a very rude tone.I didn’t talk to either of them for the next couple of.