Then he said. “You fat? Come on, no way Katherine! Uh uhhh, no way you are fat whatsoever.” She disagreed and their relationship, which had begun ...o grow a little, allowed the two of them to open up to one another. “I mean it. You’re not fat at all. No, okay, I haven’t seen you naked, and no, I haven’t seen you in a bikini or bra and undies. I’ll admit that but what I’ve seen so far would tell me, or probably tell me, that you’re one very beautiful woman! I mean that too. I can’t believe there. I told her to come in and sit and asked when they have come and what her husband is doing and who all are there in her house. I gave milk to her in her vessel during that time and she told she is staying with her husband and a 4 months kid. I greeted her and welcomed her to our society, she was pleased and went away but before leaving she asked if she can get a maid to which I told I have a maid and I will ask her if she is willing to work in her house.By 10am my maid came in , as she was doing. “I thought you were planning to quit.”“Still in the planning stages,” Ronnie says laughing. “This weather might help speed it along though.”Daniel returns the laugh. “That’s what I said about my last marriage.”“The weather decided it?”“No,” Daniel says, shaking his head. “But I planned to make it work.”“The plan failed then,” Ronnie counters. “That’s what, your fourth divorce?”They both burst out laughing heartily. Ronnie has never been married and from the stories Daniel tells, he never plans. I hadn't felt this nervous since, well, I think I was 13 and her name was Mary Beth. She had laughed at me when I had attempted a clumsy kiss and I hadn't talked to another girl for 3 weeks, an eternity for a young boy afflicted with raging hormone disease.Nicole answered the door, looked at me silently and walked back into her apartment, leaving the door open. I took that to be an invitation to go in, so I did.I had never been in her apartment before and, in the long silence that ensued, I.