The woman looked up and came over. “Hi,” she said. “Let’s set you up some more. She touched a control I couldn’t see and I rose to more of a... sitting position. “Here’s some cold water,” she said and lifted a container with a bendy straw to my lips. I sipped water until she pulled the straw away. “Not too much,” she said. How do you feel?”“Like I was hit by a truck,” I said trying to speak normally. My words came out in a whisper.“Do you remember me?”The room did seem kind of familiar, but not. Also the hotel food was beginning to bore me, so I decided to hire a cook for the weekend’s atleast.I told the landlord my requirements and on Sunday he came and knocked on the door. Next to him, was a middle aged woman? He introduced her as gowri, my cook. I was a bit surprised because I had not expected a woman really. He said she was a good cook, fixed a reasonable salary and she also spoke a little bit of Tamil. But I was busy noting all her features. She was around 5'5, had firm boobs,. That was over a year ago.”“Wait! What do you mean by ‘your other wives’?”“I have ten wives, but a larger group of women that I also love and care for.”After a very long pregnant pause, Sue suddenly blurted out, “OH! I KNOW YOU! YOU’RE FAMOUS!”“Ssssssh,” Dave hissed and tried to turn his head away from the other patrons in the restaurant. A few people had glanced over, but there’d been no other recognition.“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she looked to see whether she’d been heard. “I guess you’ve. Let me at least gain histrust."Fine." I unfolded my flannel and tied the sleeves around my waist. "Forthe record, I'm not happy about riding a motorcycle" I said."I appreciate your honesty," he said handing me a helmet.I walked to his bike, put the helmet on, and pulled myself up onto it. Iwrapped my arms around his waist like I did over the weekend. A warmfeeling filled me as I leaned into him. I hate that my body and myhormones are betraying me.As he turned on his bike with a load roar, I saw.