Gabby’s voice interrupted her thoughts, ‘You know I had a great time, it’s just such a shame that shit face had to spring Christie’s on you or...we could have made this a bumper weekend.’ Angelina made a face at Gabby, feeling she had to defend Marcus, ‘Oh Gab! He wasn’t to know that you lot had something planned, and how often can we say that Marcus pulls something like this out of the bag?’ She turned away to admire herself in Gabby’s mirror and turned back as an afterthought, ‘Hey, don’t. In the distant past when I breast fed Frank I always got aroused after feeding Frank I even rubbed my clitoris and came just using my hand and fantasizing about been seduced it’s the only times I had an orgasm which even my ex husband couldn’t achieve, sex to honest was a chore talking to other girls you hear all sort of tales about the wonders of sex until that first night with my son Frank I didn’t believe a word of itMy husband was or still is one for the ladies I don’t know I haven’t seen. I thought I heard something.’ I was hoping she would buy that. She sometimes is your typical blonde, but with the temperament of a red head. ‘I tried to call you but the radio wasn’t working…” By now I was about to open the door and hit the steps for the short walk back. As I hurriedly tucked in my shirt the smell of apples overwhelmed me and I stopped in my tracks. Then, once again, a whisper as something touched my cheek. This time it was hot, not burning, but slightly warm. ‘Get your skinny. Hum dono ki friendship badhne lagi aur hum log apni apni family ki baaten bhi share karne lage. Hum sab log ek hotel me rukne wale the meeting ke liye. Ye baat main ush stranger ladke ko batayi. To woh bola ki woh bhi hotel me hi rukne wala hai. Woh bhi kuch kaam se ja raha hai.Hum sab log train se utar gaye aur sath me woh bhi ladka utar gaya. Mere office ke sabhi log aage aage chal raha the aur main piche ush stranger ladke se baaten kar rahi thi. Main apne hotel ka naam batayi to woh bola ki.