It seemed to Raghav as if the time for talking was long gone, although the divorce was still at least months from being final. This would be their fir...st conversation since what he regarded as an ambush. That was where Deepali thanked him for 10 years of love and devotion, lamented that they never had c***dren, and announced that she had fallen for a better man. The "better" was Raghav's word, but an inescapable interpretation.Deepali looked exhausted. Raghav wondered if their separation had. For you. I have tried to forgive, but, I’m not there yet! Many of my co-workers at the plant think I should drop you like a hot rock, letting you shack up with your nameless female stranger. Others have urged me to forgive you. ‘There’s a war that needs to be won.’ ‘After all, you were drunk and this hussy took advantage of you.’ I’m going to have to think about it. February 1 st , 1942 One of my co-workers, Jane was over for coffee this morning. We talked a lot! I mean A LOT. About you. About. As he accelerated, he slid his right hand gently up her thigh, murmuring, "You look very sexy right now, princess."Marie wished she could say thank you. He'd barely acknowledged her since he'd left her tied up in the hallway in the bookstore, and she'd been gradually losing her courage. He seemed to know just when she needed reassurance. She felt a little better now about sitting here like this, her breasts, with their clamped nipples, thrust forward, her legs spread obscenely wide—but she was. I don't want a cryingbaby in bed with me."He was crying harder now and wondered why she was kicking him out oftheir bedroom. She was the reason he was crying, for God's sake!"He was still sobbing as he got ready for bed. His rear felt like itwas on fire. He got into bed and laid on his stomach. The nextmorning his rear felt a little bit better but it still hurt. He stoodto drink his coffee. He wondered how Sue could do such a thing to him.The drive to work was torture to him. He went in and.