” “Done already?” I say getting back to my office. “Are you this author?” showing me my nick name. “Yep, that’s me.” “Shit, this is ... great story. Did you also write The Niece one?”“Yep, that’s me.”“These are pretty hot. I’ll read them when I’m alone at home. I’ve taken a note about the group. I’ll see you there.”“Why don’t you just keep going here?“Well, I’ve got cleaning to do and if I keep this up I won’t be able to finish in time”“Don’t worry about it, you can ignore the basement this week”. She looked to her left and to her right. Her competitors were readying themselves. But they couldn’t compare to her. She had more confidence than any of these swimmers put together. ‘On your marks!’ An announcer yelled. She bent down, crouching on the elevated platform, looking down into the deep blue water, her reflection looking back at her. She smiled. She already knew how this was going to go. ‘Get set!’ She raised her ass into the air, leaning forward, ready to take the plunge. She felt. A couple of men would come and go, nothing doing, eventually someone would show an interest, through the hole he would stand longer at the urinal after his piss, glancing back to the cubicles, I sniffed- the universal language in cottages, "I'm here, and I'm interested" he glanced round again, taking a longer look this time, I sniffed again and he turned around waving his semi hard cock, the was a gap at the bottom of the door and I poked my foot out, always a gamble, not all men are into us. There wasn’t love in their eyes, but genuine feeling of guilt and care for each other. Finally Pritam got up to leave. He was not going to see Arpita ever again. Once again he looked at her, for one last time, and then nodded his head in a silent prayer of her safety. Arpita too tilted her head in a silent acknowledgement. Tears pricked at her eyes just like that time when he left her with those three scoundrels. But she fought back and responded with a smile.There was a strange silence for.