Once again I obeyed and got out to stand in front of her.S: Ah.. I see...N: What?S: How do you feel about your appearance?N: Ok I guess, I always wear...things like this.S: May I suggest an option?N: What do you mean?S: Wouldn't you like to feel the way you felt when you wore the suit?I was very embarrassed and just stared at her feet in silence.S: How about we do this: Go back in and get undressed, I will bring yousome other options for you to try on and we can go from there.N: Ok...S: Great!. She began to do some Yoga exercises in our balcony that would need a bit of bending, rising legs up in the air, wearing short shorts and skimpy tops.Sumi’s playing this cat and mouse game ignited a lot of excitement in me. Sumi had always been faithful to me and I was positive that never in our marriage of seven or eight years; even a hint of thought went across her mind about cheating or even flirting with another male. Of course, there never was any opportunity either. I began to wonder where. He had been watching her behavior since he took up the job six months ago and he wanted to study what made her feel so tried. He wanted to confirm whether it was from the daily workload she undertook or whether she suffered it due to her husband's ill health. As he possessed a cure for her exhaustion, he wanted to make sure the cause of it and after having watched her for so many days, he finally came to the conclusion that her weariness was not because of the workload but it was for not having. We stopped by the door of her room. ‘Well I’m for a shower though I’ll still have to wear what I’m wearing now with my suitcase still on the plane,’ she said. ‘Meet you down in the bar in, say, twenty minutes?’ I said. ‘Good idea, I could do with a drink,’ she said with a smile as she opened the door and went in. A shower was a good idea for I needed one as well to cool myself down. I got down to the bar just before Sherry and asked her what she would like to drink. ‘A gin and tonic please.