Veronica seemed to sense Ana’s inner dialogue. ‘Well, if you’re OK with it, then its Ok with me. The important thing is that you’re happy!’ ...Ana didn’t have to think. ‘Yes. I am happy when I’m with Miles. He makes me feel so, I don’t know, so cared for. What’s the word I want?’ She thought for a minute. ‘He makes me feel cherished. And I’ve never quite felt like that. Not even with my family.’ Ana started to notice the music coming from the amphitheater. ‘I need to see what my husband is up to.. But after graduating, that urge of having sex with a Guy lit again inside me, hence I created a Fake Facebook account & started chatting with Guys. The chatting, started with the some normal chats and we ended up having sex chat, sometimes it even went on to exchange of nude pics.One day while chatting with some random guys, a guy message me, he was basically from Latur & occasionally come to Mumbai in work related things. The chat started with a normal hello, then sharing our personal. Now I am here, in the middle of my own fantasy, the one I created just for myself…you an always willing participant. God I love that…you walk in the door and you are mine. Fuck, that is so hot. I am driving into your ass, skewering you against the mirror, pulling your hips back against me, biting the back of your neck…feeling wild…deliciously wild. Harder, I thrust into you…the noises coming out of you letting me know I found the right spot. I hammer at it, overwhelming you for a moment before. All for no good reason. She shouldn't have said what she did to Cindy, to me, or to you, when she called you at work. She jumped to some pretty wild conclusions, but worse than that, she talked about our private business to a stranger. I'm sorry, Cindy. We don't usually fight like this, but today was very stressful for some of us." Emily got up when I said that last part to Cindy, and ran from the dining room.Of course, Brenda and Joyce ran right after her, leaving Shirley, Cindy and me, alone.