Our game that we like to play is to go out to a club with a live band, stand near the bar and she will pick out a single guy and start making small ta...k and being flirtatious at the same time. Then get him on the dance for for some dirty dancing while I watch.This last time we went out a couple of months ago and found the "right guy" As we made small talk she mentioned that she likes to dance but I dont, and after a few drinks ask him up on the dance floor, he was already probably more than. And we started chatting. Here is the conversations( only essential portions of chat).Swetha: hi cool. Me: hi swetha, may I know about you?Swetha: hm sure. I’m swetha from chennai. I finished my college and resting in my home.Me: en ne job try panalaya?Swetha: no en parents vendam nu solitanga. Inum two years la enaku marriage paniduvanga. Ne ena panra?Me: hmmm lucky. Nanum ipo dan d college mudichen. Oru top mnc company la velai kidaichi iruku. Call letter ku waiting.Swetha: hm great darling.. ”“Maybe, but I won’t be sick anymore.”“No way,” she said. “Everyone whose gotten this virus has been under for two weeks. At least. You think you can get away with just a day? Dream on.”“You’ll see,” I said.“Whatever,” she replied.Now that has to be one of the most annoying words in the English language, right? Whatever. Especially when it is said by a teenager, as if the true meaning of the word is “you’re an idiot and everyone knows it and that’s the end of the discussion. I win”.“Wanna’. Her parents’ too were aware of the interest their daughter generated among the boys, so they kept a very close eye on her. Over and over again her mother would tell her to be careful of the boys because they only wanted “one thing”; but she never came out and said what the “one thing” was.Kundan was her uncle, her father’s younger brother. He was a strong, handsome man and took a lot of interest in Varsha. He was constantly getting her trinkets such as bangles and items of makeup. He was.