“Itches like hell when it’s healing, doesn’t it?” He sympathized.“You’ve got that right!”His very pleasant-looking stranger stood and ho...bled to the table next to him, scattered with several magazines. She leaned reading the title of different books. He couldn’t help trying to catch a view of her cleavage to what her top revealed. She sorted through them then noticed a particular magazine Wayne had placed on the seat beside him.“I s ... suppose there are only t ... two golf magazines here and. Jha m job krta hu wo ek chota sa office h,usme m or pooja hum do log hi kaam krte h . Boss humesa bahar hi rehte h. Ab hum dono ek sath pura din rehte h to m apne man hi man pooja ko chodne ki sochta rehta tha . Par kabhi himmat nhi kar pataJis building m humara office h wha or bhi kai office h . To humare sath wale office k kuch ladko k sath meri thodi jaan pehchaan h. Ek din me un ladko k sath baat kar rha tha to unhone batay ki tumhare office m kaam karne wali ladki pooja bahut hi chuddakad. ... Never mind. But that came out as well eventually.Snatching my coffee cup from me, she dismissed me with abrupt rudeness and the comment that I better get home and get to `work` for this `Lady` then. As I rose to go, she shot a final barbed remark that was meant to speed me on my way:?Yes, you go and sit at your computer and play with yourself!?I paused in the doorway, shook my head, and with a rueful smile told her I couldn't do that actually.I wrote on the pad beside the phone: `CB6000`. It hit a little after eleven.Rage.I don’t know if I’ve ever been so angry. I screamed at them. I shouted. I cursed. I told them I hated them. That they were bad friends. That they were having a great time and I was miserable.I didn’t do it to the group, either. I tore into each and every one of them, one at a time.I ... I called them out. Every secret they told me over the years. Every time they had ever confided in me. I used it. I wanted them to suffer.They did.I left right after and went.