" "Excellent, we'll have it right out." The waiter walked off. "That guy kept looking down my blouse," Mom whispered across the table."Really?" Yea. M...ybe you should have dressed me in something more discreet." You k**ding me? I wanted you to look plain, yet sexy. And you let me dress you up after all." I suppose you're right," Mom said, taking a sip of her White Russian. "So what do you think about all of these people? Do you think that they'll suspect anything?" Don't be so paranoid. You look. "My brother is in the navy, he hates it." Yeah, me too sometimes." I answered. "Hey, I know this is really fast, but uh, do you think you'd like to go to dinner with me sometime?" I'd love to go to dinner with you." She smiled. "Anytime." Wow ... okay ... Mmmm..." I looked at my watch."Sure." Susan giggled and grabbed my wrist, giving me a little squeeze. "Let's go." Do you always read minds?" I chuckled as we stood up.Susan let me put my arm around her narrow waist as we started walking. "No.. It reflected her mentality. We had a small talk as I guessed she was amenable to chat. I was very much alert to take the first clue from her indicating that I should leave as I did not want to spoil my good neighbourly gentleman relations with her. To explore further, I asked for a glass of water when she brought it and was about to hand it over to me. I noticed that her saree pallu had slipped from her shoulder showing her precious assets for a brief moment. She was very quick to put it to. Amol got up and opened the door. Amol was surprised to see that Zoheb was accompanying his wife. ‘Hello Darling, I am sorry I couldn’t inform you. Zoheb had called me in the afternoon and wanted to see if we could meet today. I invited him to stay for the week end with us here.’ Amol wasn’t surprised and shocked. He had never expected to see Zoheb come to their home. But here he was now. ‘It’s all right. Come in please.’ He smiled at his wife and then allowed both of them to come inside. Zoheb.