My brother went to Andaman for his friend’s bachelor party. My bhabhi was at her home. So I called her and told her what had happened. She said that... she will come to our house knowing that I was alone. An hour later, she came to our home with her kid. She was wearing a kurta and jeans.She looked as beautiful as ever and cursed my brother who wasn’t banging this beauty always. She smiled at me and went inside her room with her kid. I was watching TV. My girlfriend called in between and. You’re in earnest conversation with the girl on your left, while I’m listening to office gossip from the girl on my right. I’m nodding and smiling at the appropriate times but my mind is elsewhere. Under the table, out of sight, my hand settles gently on your knee. I’m holding my breath, but apart from the briefest of pauses you don’t react. I breathe a sigh of relief - shock and outrage were definite possibilities.Emboldened, I slide my hand very slowly up the inside of your thigh. God, you’re. She’s on vacation too. Her parents wanted to take her someplace night before school started.”“Oh, well, that’s nice.” Lori felt the jealousy building and turned towards his shelf and ran her fingers over it. “Is she nice?”“She really is, I think you like. I know it’s only been a few days, but I really miss her.”That was it. Her jealousy exploded inside her. That was the fuel to add to Lori’s rage to stop her from feeling guilty about taking his soul. ‘I think you’d like her. How could he say. You ever lay a hand on me or speak to me with disrespect like that again, you will need the services of a good doctor. Do you feel me, Asshole?”He didn’t respond so. I tightened the wrist lock to where he was on his tippy toes.“I didn’t hear you, Mr ... what the fuck is your name again? I don’t think I caught it earlier.”In a really high voice, he said, “Roger ... Roger Anderson.”I said, “Good. Mr. Anderson, I believe this conversation has come to an end. If you try to get me fired. That’s ok.