.."She flinched and bit her lip as she backed away slightly from me,"Shane? Why would you... How do you..." I remained silent to let herbrain catch ...p with her words as she slowly put two and two together."Oh... OH!" Yeah, I think he just wants to have a little closure and talk to youabout it."She brought her knees up to her chest and gave them a hug, much like shedid the last time she spoke about her father. "I guess Shane told youabout what happened at Brightman?", she tentatively asked. Judy told me it was your idea to be watched. Even if she hadn't, I would have figured it out. Both of you seemed to be especially interested in that mirror!"Two curvy eyebrows straightened up."Sooo... all three of us were play-acting?" Makes sense, doesn't it? You were pals for years and thespians in high school, right? I'm a would-be writer and we're all alike in that way. Our job is to imagine how people who are doing something we've never done might feel..." But--"I stopped her from. Recently the apartment under mine got occupied by a divorced lady(Chithra). She didn’t have a child and that was the reason for divorce. She was around 30-35 and she looked like a bomb. She had well rounded boobs, just the right amount of curves and fat, and her ass was amazing. But she always wore chudidhar and not saree, so I could never see her navel. But my imagination would do the trick and I have jacked off to her many times.Rekha’s husband was a drunkard. He would abuse his wife and as a. .. “I’m sorry for your loss.”My friend stopped, balanced on her crutches she’d not yet mastered. “Thanks, you lost someone too?”“Too many.” His reply was soft, but that edge was sharper.The sound of vehicles broke the silence, tinted windows, anonymous as those I’d been kept clear of.“Thank you for waiting.” He nodded at us both and turned away towards where the men had been gathered.My friend’s voice stopped him. “It helps to have a friend, I should have accepted the offer, please, accept.