It made for good relationships, good references, and a whole lot of return business.I'm single and go home to an empty house so it certainly didn't hu...t me any.But with all that said, first class is the only way to fly!When I boarded the flight in Tampa, I was greeted by a very stunning young lady who escorted me to my seat. Her brilliant green eyes had me mesmerized already. There was no pretense in her smile. It was big and it was beautiful. You could literally see the smile in her sparkling. He was pissed. He knew that he shouldn’t be, it was her job to tell him what to do, but it still pissed him off. It drove him mad, he went over the conversation in his head again and again and each time she was a bit more sinister, a bit more of a bitch. In his brain he knew he was blowing it out of proportion, but he couldn’t help it, she had totally cut him down. After a while he convinced himself that she had ordered him to come over to her place on Wednesday night. Who was she to tell him. I was usually busy in my studies and my exam was on myhead as you know mumbai so fast and by the way I from Mumbai my neighbour Poojaaunty (Pooja Sharma) was so close to us and she usually come to our hous e towatch boaring serial my mom and she is a good friend Her hubby is software engineerand working in UK he usually come after 3 year they have one kid (jay) one daymy mom is doing his work and door bell is rang so get up and open the door andguess what Pooja aunty was there she came in and. Tom was one the Brits that joined Valley View Country Club and had become one of my playing partners.“How did you respond?” I asked.“I told him I dearly loved you, and it was not going to happen.”“How did he react?” I asked.“His reaction was in the form of a question. He asked, 'What if you fucked Becky, his wife?' ”Holy crap Becky was the little minx that had been giving me blue balls.“I told him that was something you would not do,” she said.Unbeknownst to me, Tom and Becky had been swapping.