We live in an apartment. Her name is Lakshmi. She is married and has two children’s. Her husband was also working in a software company. So, we both...got in touch with each other and exchanged few words. She lived in the flat opp. to us.Initially, it started like this. We exchanged smile between each other whenever we saw. Even though, she is in early 30’s she looked so sexy, with size 36 32 38. She started visiting our house frequently along with her infant child. So, whenever I got chance, I. "You want me to waiton you hand and foot." Well, two hands and two feet. That's just fair. You are submissive. Youshould be the maid." I won't do it," I said. I stepped into the shower and put my head underthe water. I hoped it would wash away the temptations gnawing at my soul.It was Saturday, and so we lazed around the morning drinking coffee. I readthe newspaper. Zoe was still into her magazine."Did you see this picture?" she said, holding up a photo of a maid in apink dress as she curtsied.. "Well, it may be easier to show you if you have time. I know you areunder pressure." Tracy was clearly trying to help. He looked at hiswatch. It was 10.30 am."Where do you want to meet? I can be there by noon. Lunch?" May be. But it would be better if we met at the office first." OK, see you at noon." Mark hung up and wondered what Tracy wasthinking. He knew she was only trying to help, but couldnt help butfeel it would be a waste of time. Yet, the forum was a week away andthat was a lifetime. She must have heard me coming; she was standing at the sink washing her hands when I walked past her with the bag of charcoal. The zucchini, oddly enough, was nowhere in sight."Hey," I greeted her as I set down the bag."Oh, hi," Ms. Lee answered in what seemed to me to be a strained tone of voice. She turned to give me a smile as she grabbed for a towel. She took a quick glance down at my swim trunks, though, and I remembered that while I was cycling I'd unbuttoned the shirt I'd been wearing.