Ek aur CHATAAK …….oooooooo nahi nahi. “Pitai khane ko bahut dil karta hai nahi” CHATAAK………….arre naiiiiiiii ………..aur kabhi is ta...ah ka sketch banayega”…………….mein chup raha….BOL …..CHATAAK.”nahiii baap re tum to pura apple ki tarah laal kar dogi “maine bola.sunke usse khub hansi aayi. Maine usse bola” mein to bas pata kar raha tha ki us din ki cheezein tumko pasand aayi ki nahi” (Refer Part 1 of this story) wo hanste hue boli “kaun si cheezein” me-“wo jo uss din chath par hua tha.WO- Kya hua. "Daisy helped with the mess..." she had added a an erotic poem to the card, telling him in detail what had happened. Daisy had written it and she too had sent one to Rick. They were at Rick's place now, just like she was at Titus'. She didn't know what they were doing, but she was sure she knew how the night would end.Titus studied the woman before him. He looked at her as if she were the most precious jewel he'd ever beheld. He kicked himself for letting Rick open his mouth and make jokes. ’ ‘No need Ma’am I have been well compensated.’ I smile at him and thank him before closing the door. The rose is beautiful and very fragrant. I look at it and think of whom might have sent it. No one comes to mind so I set it down and turn to the envelope. It is addressed to ‘Aphrodite’ In a lovely handwriting. It is scented in a strong and powerful scent that seems natural. It is a bit familiar but the scent escapes me for the moment. I slip onto the couch and grab the comforter off the back. I obliged, returning the hug. I didn’t want to let go. ‘When did this happen?’‘It all started about a year ago.’ We were both smiling wide from his excitement.‘I want to talk to you more about it, Grace, but I really do have to go to this meeting. Would you like to have coffee this evening? You can tell me all about it then.’‘Sure, how about around 8?’‘That would be great Grace. There’s a quant cafe’ on Rosenberg and Rice not to far from here. I’ll meet you there.’ And with that he gave me a.