"I can't believe we all picked out the same PJs for our slumber party"Rachel said.That was it! That's why tonight's dinner was special! I remember no...that Rachel called it a girls' night in. I wasn't sure what she hadmeant by that until now, but still... there was only one girl here, notmuch of a girls night I though to myself."Ummm, Rachel, I remember now that the other day you were calling this agirls night in, I don't get it." I questioned."Oops, I gotta be more careful," she said, "Just. She told me that she liked dancing and does choreography as well as it was her passion. Then, we reached her place. She called one of her roommates on phone and asked whether her other roommate came or not. Her roommate said no.Then, we reached her building and it was time to leave. But she asked me whether I would like to join her for a coffee before leaving. Only a dumb man would say no to her. I said sure and parked the car there. We reached the lobby and was headed to her room. We entered. Suresh revelled in the candour of their marriage-- he believed she had no secrets from him, as he certainly had none from her. He knew that she was a full-time whore at Hedon &Venery, that she worked at a brothel called The Apistia, that she did live sex-shows and performed in films and for steamy pornographic magazines. She fucked the servants in the house, and any of their friends she fancied. They had group orgies with close friends and frequent wife-swapping parties. At dinner parties for. "They both gave me a skeptical look and Anita asked, "What would you have to confess, Ken?"I took a deep breath, reached over to take her hand and laid it all out. "Remember that night you came into the hospital a little over two years ago with PID?" Of course I do. That's when we first met up. What about it?" Well, Anita, the truth is, I completely blew your diagnosis. First, I unfairly marked you as a prostitute, then I was in a hurry to leave and sidestepped an important diagnostic test that.