They took around an hour to bath and be ready and that one hour was longest of my life. Finally, we were lying on the bed, me between those two beauti...es. Preeti was in a T-shirt and short skirt and Neha in a night suit – trouser and top.Small chit-chat, caressing, a peck on the cheek – this is how we started. Suddenly Preeti caught me and we indulged in a deep French kiss. She was hornier of the two. Our tongues were fighting with each other. One of my hands was playing with her hair and. What did men see in women? Could it be far simpler than she thought? Not possible, she concluded, they are easy enough to guide, but it cannot be so obvious. Turning, she found her way to the dressing table, gazing at her form over the multitude of pretty jars and bottles, the endless modalities of color, scent, and texture in the various options for the proper presentation at times of day, days of week, seasons of the year, and infinite web of relationships now here, desired to be there, this. Then I found out where the scent was coming from; in each corner of the room, there was a stick of incense burning. I couldn’t discern what the scent actually was, but it actually smelled somewhat sensuous. I rolled out of the bed and for a few seconds was unsteady on my feet. I stumbled a few feet, coming to a stop in front of a full-sized mirror. I gasped.I almost didn’t recognize the man looking back at me. It was my face, but it was about fifty times handsomer than before. Scarier. ’ He sighed in exasperation. ‘Why do you have to make everything so difficult Izzy?’ ‘Why do you have to try and make everything so black and white?’ He moved away, his temper finally going out of the window. ‘Fine you don’t want to marry me!’ he snarled. ‘That’s fine… But, as of now I withdraw my services from your bedroom!’ he turned and left the cottage, slamming the door as he went. He banged it so hard that Izzy felt the whole house shake. * He knew that he was behaving badly towards her,.