Shaam dhalne lagi thi. Mujhe mazaak suza. Maine apana dayan hath uthake uske sir ke pichhe seat ke handle bar par rakh diya. Wo thodi der me phir ludk..., mere shoulder ki aur. Lekin kyon ki mera hath pichhe faila hua tha, uska sir zuk ke mere stan par thahar gaya. Ab bus uchhalati thi to uska sir bhi uth uth ke mere stan par girata tha. Use pata nahi tha, lekin mujhe maza aata tha. Maine aise hi chalane diya. Kuchh der ke baad bus dinner ke liye dhabe par ruki. Jab phir chali to raat ho gayi thi. 'Oh well, I'm just about over him anyhow, ' she lied trying to cover her face. 'I need to finish dressing or we'll be late, ' she said turning to her room.Caleb stood with a big grin on his face as he yelled out. 'I'll be more than happy to help you!' He smiled, but quickly sat down when Nickie gave him a cold look, and followed Misty.'You don't have to try and lie to me girl.' Nickie said closing the door. 'Hell if it was me in your place, I'd be dying without him, ' she said watching Misty. Well..I will be honest to you, i am married with a son.'' I was totally speechless! I was in a great dilemma, maybe it was his business and not my moral responsibility but...knowing he has a wife and a son bugged me.. Was it wrong or it was none of my business and his problem? I was really confused..I asked him to give me some time. He was really understanding and sweet, he was making funny jokes and entertaining me a lot, so finally i decided to give him a chance!After 2 months of chatting, we. Since I already knew she was widowed, I figured I was already off to a good start.I was aware that many bigger girls tend to settle for the first guy to come along, even if he’s a total dick, because they think they don’t deserve any better and should be grateful any man paid attention to them at all.When I moved into my apartment, the first friend I made was Prabha, who lived next door. She was a widow around eighty, very friendly, a great cook, and had plenty to say about our landlady.“Her.