Amake bollo tahole aktu boso ami aktu cha kore ani.Ami : cha noi, adda marbo to onno kichhu khabo.Manju: bolo ki khabe go? whiskey?Ami: hole mondo hoy...na.Manju: dekhi darao, babar stock a Jodi thake…..Kichhukhon por o ekta bottle, aar 2 to glass niye hajir. Ami bollam, tumio khabe? O bollo, keno khabo na? Jai hok ek peg kore khaye dujone golpo suru korlam. Taar modhye o akbar bollo, ami ektu bathroom theke aschhi. Ami aar ek peg whiskey khay nilam, raw. Tarpor, bathroom a phank khujte thaklam,. The female ‘demon”. She put her fingers in a quote symbol. ‘My pheromones leave men … well most men… at my feet. They’d do anything to have sex with me. You’ll notice that I use hand disinfectant before I touch you. That neutralizes the pheromones. That way I can touch male patients. Either that, or I use latex when I touch you.’ ‘Oh… well…oh… ‘ I stammered. ‘You have lots of questions…’ she said. ‘To say the least…’ ‘Ok, to start, we are immune to each other. The pheromones neutralize each. Dhruv was taken aback but kept his calm. He hugged me back and rubbed his palms over my arms. His hands went down to the bottom of my crop top and caressed my back and belly.His thumbs were on my navel, and he pressed it hard. I let out a slutty moan. The touch of a man after a very long time on my skin made me wet. I stopped crying. Dhruv understood that now I was in his control. He removed my sandals from my feet and made me lie on his bed.The next minute, we were smooching and biting each. Something between a knock on my front door and somebody scratching at it.I went over to the door and turned on the outside light. There's a picture window next to it and I moved the blinds out of my way. There, on the top step, was someone with a dark coat, head bent over, chin was almost on chest, the long, dark hair looking scraggly from the rain and what I assumed was lack of washing.I was all set to let the blind back down and ignore whoever this person was outside my door. I started to.