"They both looked at each other. Gloria, for the first time in twenty years, blushed a deep red. Then they both laughed."I don't know about service, b...ut it sure kept me going." Dick said laughing hard.Gloria got up and went to the kitchen. She quickly came back with the same silver tray she had used the last time he was there. Again Dick leapt up and took it from her, setting it on the low table in front of the sofa. Gloria thanked him and sat at the other end from Susan. Dick headed back to. Meera aunty, her son Rishab with his wife Archana and their 3 young daughters, the youngest had just started school. They are a nice family from Delhi. They had been living in Boston for a long time and Rishab was laid off and found a job in NYC and Archana didi also picked up a job in NJ. Meera auntie’s husband had passed away a long time back and that’s when she moved to the states to work.The kids were real cute and used to love coming over and playing Xbox with me. Rishab also loved coming. Yes, she looked exactly the same perfectly ordinary suburban wife and mother of two she always did. Who would ever imagine what she’d just done?As Richard steered the car back to where he’d picked her up, she reflected that she didn’t even feel guilty about what she’d done, only elated that she’d actually done it. The only thing she had to worry about was Don potentially finding out, but how would he? She’d been careful to delete all the messages from her phone, and it would never happen again.. After a long pause her eyes came back and met mine.?You remember don’t you?? She nodded, playfully defeated. If not for the duct-tape I would have seen that guilty smile of hers.?Given that you remember our conversation I am a little confused by that ring in your nose. Didn’t we talk about how your punk days were over, how you were turning over a new leaf?? The tape almost hid her all of her blushing cheek, and I could tell she was straining not to giggle.?Now it is not that funny.? I said my.