."I cut him off, "Not on your life." Please Matt this one time," Kris pleaded."No, you had your fun last night..." Yeah but Liz's time of the month st...arts tomorrow or Monday..." Kris said."You both better hope it does," I said. "Sorry Kris, I need some loving aswell. See if you can boot Bryan to Scott's room since Juan is gone." Great idea," Kris said. "I'll see ya later."They left with Corey and me shaking our heads. "You know it really wouldhave been okay..." Corey started saying before my. I was at a bar on Beale st in Memphis with my roommate and his wife. I happily stumbled into this beautiful black woman with her arms up dancing. I noticed she had a couple of days stubble under her arm. Which was chubby but tight skin with just a little hint of stretch marks. I told her how beautiful I thought she was (which I never do that), and how I wanted to lick her armpits. She was shocked but then looked at me as though to say your not the dumb white guy who just bumped into me, she saw. She is extremely beautiful, more like a Bengali film actress, very shy and homely, a bit hefty. We even had limited talk about sex. Frankly, we tried to watch blue film once, and both were so shy that we stopped it immediately. I never had any doubt about her fidelity or extra sexual urge, until I had to stay at home, down with pox, for a couple of weeks (Chicken pox), almost a solitary confinement in a room. Our only daughter was doing her Engineering in North Bengal.We were living in Dumdum. She slid the green phone button to answer.“Hey Kim,” Emily said.“Hey M, you out a breath? Mourning run?”“Kinda,” Emily didn’t want to explain further.“Cool, cool. Look I got the bestie vibe and sensed you wanted to talk.”‘At 5 am in the morning?” She asked.“Why not? You weren’t sleeping.”Emily shrugged, “Fair enough – guess my father doesn’t, I dunno, want me.”“He’s your dad – he terrified he is doing the wrong thing. He’s also a dude – and dudes think with two heads. You just gotta speak to.