“Sit down. I wanna discuss the progress of MLX project” she said. Vathsala sat down on her chair. “Oh shit, how long would it take?’ I wondere... knowing that I’d not be able to get out till this business is over. They began to discuss the details of Mrs J’s pet project. I was under the table wondering when it’ll be over. It’s then that I realised that Vathsala has actually sat down before me and I was on my knees before her. I smiled to myself and gently rolled the fallen vase to a corner. Then. I lazily laid in a lame sort of laughably lethargic lying down state for the whole next day. Playing with my phone and eating a snack. It seemed that some canned peaches were the only food I could trust wasn’t tainted by her evil influence, and even at that I checked every bite for semen. It would’ve been no shock to find her hand in the cannery or some such nonsense. Such was my belief in her diabolical plots. Of course it didn’t last. Why would it? I received her text as the clock struck. “And no touching or anything,” I add. “That’s just for us in private, not in front of other people.”I should have realized it wasn’t going to be anything like that simple. But what actually happens is over the top.First there’s the car. I treated myself to a little sports job when I graduated law school, and it’s a bit of work to show him how to fold himself up and get in. He asks me why do we get in at all, of course he doesn’t know, and I tell him the car moves and will take us where we’re. . to her the voice doesnt seems to register, she came at the door, wow there you are, she said, she was just coming out of the bathroom, while i was still asking her about my friend, how long has he been out, when is he gonna be back, then I heard another voice calling out her name, who was at the door he says, not knowing I was still inside the house.Who was that i asked,she said hes just a visitor, then i wonder what he could be doing inside and i asked her, she said he needed to take his.