Two months passed. One day her daughter’s birthday happened. Mama told me Ravi as you know there is no one here you and me have to do every arrangem...ent. I said, “Yes” and we both arranged the party and believe me this party was the best party ever thrown by them. After that party we (me, Mama, Mami and her daughter) had our dinner together. We had a brief conversation there regarding the party. Mama was very happy with me because I did a great job. They regarded me as their family member. From. Part of me has been trying to convince myself that it was because I believed she would carry out her veiled, subtle little threat from the phone, but the truest part of me knew I didn’t care. Anything I don’t want to face I don’t, and it eventually goes away, or Trevor deals with it. Either way I don’t have to. She may not have said it explicitly, but a talk with her and her lawyer? How is that not a threat? No, the truth was, I just felt angry. I hated her husband, and I got the sense that she. Riry began to massage his back muscles and thenworked her way down his body to his thighs. She poured more andmore oil on his muscular body and ran her strong hands up and downhis legs."Raise up honey," she said, "These are in the way of your getting afull massage." Then my wife slipped his underwear down his legs andhung them carefully over the back of a chair. She proceeded to puta generous amount of oil on his naked ass saying, "You know thebuttocks are muscles too and they are often. Not some random person.” I melted down.Again we were back to being best friends. Time flew so fast that it was already my last year in college. I’m still a virgin. My friends all lost their virginity. So I’m the odd one out (Hope you relate to my feelings).One day, she sent me a nonveg joke. It somehow happened that we ended up doing sexting. She told with whom all she would have sex (I was not on the list – remember my description?) I know that my aim was high but I still tried. So actually.