Her joy was so loud that my mom knocked the door and said, “Sangeeta, I think you have has enough of my son.Reshma Bhabhi called me saying you have ...ot yet reached her place. Hurry up.” Sangeeta quickly wore her saree and gave me a few kisses before leaving for Reshma bhabhi’s home.My mom with a wicked look on her face said, “So you enjoyed your time with Sangeeta?” “Yes, mom.” “OK, then you will surely enjoy my friend Maya in Pune.” “Who is she?”“Oh, I forgot to tell you about her. My friend. It was still early in the morning when I was last out, so I didn’t expect to see anyone. I had walked for perhaps 30 or 45 minutes, as the sun got higher and higher in the sky. Gradually it warmed up. I heard something behind, but thought it was probably just another animal in the wild. Gradually, as I listened more intently, I could hear footsteps nearing me.I then heard a soft voice saying: “Good morning, young man, how are you this beautiful day?” Now, I am 45 years old Rarely. Not bad, she thought, especially for just rolling out of bed. Her face was pretty, the beauty of youth. Her skin was on the light side but flawless like a porcelain doll. Her shoulder-length hair, while unruly at the moment, had that natural curliness so many people classified as “cute”. She grabbed her toothbrush and brushed her teeth quickly.Sarah was a unique young girl, while being very attractive and sensual, because of her strict religious upbringing her thoughts did not wander over. She looked at me and grinned some more.She said, "Would you be more comfortable if I took my clothes off?" Uh. No. I just." My words trailed off into silence."George, let me tell you why I'm here." That would be good," I thought her explanation might keep my mind off her body and my lack of clothes."I'm here because I believe you're right about the virus and that Doris is right about what to do. Also, I like you and think we can at least be friends." I would like to think we are friends.