Was she thinking about the lost love of her life? Her lost Desmond? She'd look at me when she thought I wasn't looking at her, deeply sad about someth...ng, then look away again. I registered nothing at all.The third night it emerged, why she was so sad. She tried a few times to speak, then managed it."I went to a BiGirls meeting. The girls tell me you have a great tongue. Masterful, that its a rare gift. That you're a genius with it, and that I've missed out."I didn't say anything."And that no. Simran: Me also.Me: Then you had to tell me this thing or at least you could give some hint.Simran: You know once I came to Branch for passbook printing and you were sitting with a girl in the bank. On that day, after reaching home, I cried a lot thinking that she was your girlfriend. Then one of my friends consoled me by saying that it was not necessary if they were sitting together then they are in a relationship. They might be friends.Me: Oh my God. You thought that much. Yaar, at least you. Jennifer knocks on the bedroom door and steps in to check on me. Dakota tells her that I’m quite buzzed but mostly I’m OK. Jennifer comes over to the bed and kisses me passionately. She also kisses Dakota for taking care of me. I heard them giggle when they talked about how funny I was being buzzed off beer.“Jennifer, why don’t you get naked and join us in bed?” I say to Jennifer. She giggles and tells me that I’m sure to be asleep in just a few minutes. She might be right, but in my head, I. I moved my hand down further over her hip and stroked along her smooth leg and back up. There was a thickening beneath my silk boxers and I let it rest against her tiny rump. She skittered as my hand came around her body and pressed against her flat tummy. I whispered more in her ear, not words but just sounds, like cooing to a baby. Her arms were crossed against her chest and I gently eased my hand in between them and her breastbone. I nuzzled behind her ear and breathed on it and thought.