So she won’t scold. I called her. Slowly she opened her eyes from sleep….. Conversation below (for my convenience )Ramya: what is it Swetha? Why d...d you call me?Me: did I disturb you?Ramya: it’s ok to tell meMe: I really feel hungry please can you get me something to eat?Ramya : everything is over dear, I told you to eat nah?Me: yes but I feel hungry nowRamya: I understand dear but everything is over, there is nothing in the fridge too.Me: well ok thenRamya : ok we will speak till you get. ” “You mean like, ‘Hey, honey. I’m going to fuck Drew tonight, okay?’ Like that?” “Well, not exactly. But, something like that.” “Then what, exactly?” “You don’t have to ask my permission.” “I don’t need permission?” “You already have it, Cary. And, it would probably be better if you did it here. You’d be more comfortable.” “Here? In our bed?” He shrugged. “No big deal to me. Who knows? It might even turn you on when we’re together to remember him screwing you there.” “You are. He was a stickler for proper research and foot noting." That's a good background, which explains the work you did," Dr. Brennan agreed. "When I picked up your paper and saw the title, 'The Storming of Quebec' I was expecting the usual battle account of Wolfe's army scaling the cliffs and fighting on the Plains of Abraham that I see from freshmen and sophomores every year. Your paper was different." Thank you," I replied."I was impressed by the section you had on the importance of British. Shaam dhalne lagi thi. Mujhe mazaak suza. Maine apana dayan hath uthake uske sir ke pichhe seat ke handle bar par rakh diya. Wo thodi der me phir ludka, mere shoulder ki aur. Lekin kyon ki mera hath pichhe faila hua tha, uska sir zuk ke mere stan par thahar gaya. Ab bus uchhalati thi to uska sir bhi uth uth ke mere stan par girata tha. Use pata nahi tha, lekin mujhe maza aata tha. Maine aise hi chalane diya. Kuchh der ke baad bus dinner ke liye dhabe par ruki. Jab phir chali to raat ho gayi thi.