You died. And the human body just isn’t made to stand up to the wear and tear of life as we know it. Not for more than eighty or ninety years. I’d...met people who were a hundred but none of them had the body or the stamina they wished for. They were old. People get old. People die. That’s life.And, like I said, I was satisfied with mine. I just didn’t want to die.Big—a name my friend got in his teens sixty-some years ago—had a different opinion.“Just don’t resuscitate me. I’ve had enough of this. But not far at all, it's only five minutes walking from here. Madam, I will not go with you; Uday will come and take you, as he is dedicated to outside visits. Maya: Okay Nirmal. You can send Uday. Nirmal: Madam, please make sure to take the medicine before going out of the ashram and to wear the pad. He left the place with a wicked smile. Maya was again taken aback. This nitwit also knows that she needs to wear the pad within her panty! Maya closed the door and had the medicine as per dosage. It all looks ok on the surface, but a girl can get available very quickly if the chance appears.I dance with my Boss, a very nice married guy, I've met his wife a few times, they are very happy together with their two kids, even if his hand is a little low, well it was Christmas. At last Trevor asks me to dance and I melt into his arm as if I was meant to be there. He smells so nice, just a touch of 'Old Spice' and like the gentlemen he is, his hand are where their supposed to be; damm the man.. I really can’t remember. I do remember saying something about this old guy’s bow tie but… Look man, we were just passing time. I wasn’t paying that much attention. Didn’t expect to need an alibi for a parlour game.’ ‘Tell me about the rest of the journey. Perhaps it’ll jog your memory.’ ‘We’d run out of cigarettes, I remember that much ‘cos I asked Cathy for one and she reminded me that I’d smoked the last one already about an hour earlier. We got kinda bored – you know how it is when you get.