She was a nurse at a hospital and her work schedule made it difficult. She worked 4 days a week 12 hours at a time where the days varied from week to ...eek and she often worked on the weekends. She called me Thursday night before I was to come up on Friday night and told me that she had a proposal for me. She said "ok promise to hear me out before you say no"?I agreed to listen and she told me she wanted me to move in with her. She said she knew I had been deeply depressed since mom and dad had. The music muffled what the plugs didn't block and he stood behind her smiling as he watched her shifting from one foot to the other. Not yet letting her know he was there, he went back to the bedroom, turned down the bed and gathered all he wanted for the evening. Laying out the bonds and toys to the couch, he stepped up behind her, one arm encircling her waist as his hand closed over her mouth to stifle the cry that was sure to come. Pulling her back against him as she jumped, he leaned in. I didn’t have food. Now hunger started pushing its limits. After refilled the coal pot with fresh hot coal she again started dancing. She again danced for next hour or so. She already started Sweating. I could she was tired now. The music was at the high tempo. She couldn’t stop without permission I guess. Father in law signed the people to slow down the tempo. Now the tempo slowed down bout didn’t stop. He signed the Manju to come near him. Manju kneeled in from of the couch. She didn’t look. "Nothing," I replied quickly. "You sounded a little weird there." Oh, you know how it is," she sighed. "Members of the opposite sex just don't understand the two of us." One of the long-standing jokes the two of us had shared had been born out of a shared failure in dating. Neither of us could ever understand why it seemed impossible for us to hold down long romantic relationships and had joked that the two of us were simply incompatible... with everyone."Actually that's not quite the truth.