It also troubled him that just as women of his own age was now no longer his first choice, he'd now become the sort of man who was theirs. No wonder m...st men who'd got married preferred to stay that way.So the solution to this dilemma, and an increasingly expensive one, was to rely on the company of women with whom there was no pretence or illusion, most especially regarding relative social or intellectual status, and, best of all, where there was no likelihood of any kind of commitment beyond. ”“Oh, uh, one of those dreams.”“No. This was dark. I dreamed of her drowning and not being able to save her.”“Oh no! That’s horrible.”“Yes, it is. I’ve been having really dark thoughts and now a dark dream. Something is really wrong with me.”“What kind of dark thoughts?”“That loving people isn’t worth it; that caring if I’m loved is wrong. That trying to do the right thing doesn’t matter. Every single person I loved has been hurt by something I did, except Birgit, and she’s dead. Why should I. Me – show me how you kiss, Divya.Divya came close to me, our lips touched and we smooched tongue in the tongue. I can sense the need in her lips. After a deep kiss, I came back from the kiss. I let my hands roam on her back, waist and occasionally on her boobs over her blouse.Me – So Mayank, you like your wife kissing me. You seem to have a little tent.Mayank – (smiles embarrassingly) Yeah it’s just… It’s not…Me – It’s ok Mayank, I know you want your wife to be satisfied well and you can’t do. I swung the van into the lot and parked. “Be back, I’m going to grab the cheapest twelve-pack of beer they've got,” I told her.We went back to Fraternity row and I found the MAD house right away. I’d done work on a fence that they’d knocked down during a physics experiment with a giant Foucault’s Pendulum.“What if we need an invitation?” Tricia fretted.“I’ve got an idea,” I said and pulled the van up onto the sidewalk in front of the house. From the back of the van, I pulled out orange cones.