I shut off the TV and Light and drifted off to sleep.My dreams at night were strange, I dreamt that I was eating an apple that was so shiny that it al...ost looked like a mirror on the surface. It was like trying to eat a red glass Christmas ornament, because the distorted reflection of me after I bit into it looked very much like a woman's face as she chewed the sweet fruit. I lay there dreaming dreams that kept me on the edge of arousal, but not enough to put me over the top like some teenage. All of a sudden, I had the craziest idea. I was gonna have a little harmless fun with her. She hadn’t washed her hands after that little episode upstairs; she came straight out of the shower. First, a quick test: I asked her to get the can opener for me. She gave it to me with her left hand. I then asked her to toss me a napkin. Again, with her left hand. I smiled on the inside. “Phoebe, show me your hands.”“Wh-what?”“Your hands. I just remembered something I read about people’s hands in a. Things were soon to get worse - a lot worse!Returning to her lounge, she opened the drinks cabinet. One by one, each and every bottle was opened and its precious inebriating fluids sent to join the gin and tonic on a long journey through the sewers to the sea, or wherever. "There'll be a few pissed rats tonight," she thought! Having performed this tremendous and doubtfully sane deed of self-denial she looked long and hard at the cat."You're getting as fat as I am, Mr. Smith - and it won't do!"A. She listened to me patiently and assured me she would try her best. I hung up.Later that evening, I received a call from Mohini. She told me that she has spoken to Renu but she is not willing to listen to her. She told me she needed to understand our problem better and she asked me if I could go to her place the next after noon so that we could chat it up ? I said sure, I’d be there by 3 pm.The next day, sharp at 3, I was at her doorstep. Rung the bell and within 15 seconds, when the door.