Ali’s bus was scheduled at that very time. Arpi and Ali began exchanging hi and bye regularly. Gradually they started to talk. Arpi made it a point ...o sit right behind the driver’s seat so they could talk. Soon they became good friends. I am Pratik (Let it be Prat), Arpi’s husband. We are from Delhi in India and lived in Sydney for more than a year now. Arpi had just got a good job. I was working with a reputed Software company at a decent salary. Arpi told me about her exchange of pleasantries. Lorrie and I went with Randy to check out the house he was going to stay in for the 2 weeks he was going to stay in Naples. It wasn't furnished as nice as the house on Fishery Drive but it was still nice. We were satisfied that it would be comfortable for him and it was easy to find. I carried the left over beer and put in the refrigerator for him, the wine coolers were going with us."I enjoy a beer the most after I kick off my shoes, sit on the porch and watch the sun slip below the horizon. I. She smiled at me and said ‘that’s so nice of you’. I said thank you and from there our conversation started from which I came to know that she is married and her husband is a project manager in an mnc and travels a lot. This casual conversation went for an hour and suddenly she asked me about my girlfriend. To be frank I have no girl friends at all. She laughed and started to share her personal issues of her life. Initially I have no bad intention on her . But slowly I started to stare at her. I found a table as Geena ordered us some coffee. I glanced over to see Mitch dabbing his brow with a hanky. I felt bad about getting such a reputation, but there wasn't much I could do. I caught a few of the guys in the lounge staring at me and I flashed a smile back at them. Flirting is so fun!Geena returned with our coffee and we sipped it together. The lounge had a window to the lobby and we chatted like girlfriends, sizing up the man meat coming in to work. We had been sitting for about 10.