She just wants me to buy her everything she sees. And really, we can’t afford it.’ ‘Hmmm.’ she said. ‘What do you do, Mansi?’ ‘I’m a h...ousewife.’ ‘And your husband?’ ‘Amar is a history professor.’ ‘Not too much money in teaching, huh?’ she sympathetically said. ‘It’s okay. Not too bad. But we certainly can’t afford to buy our little girl five thousand rupee shoes that she’ll outgrow in six months.’ ‘I see.’ ‘But seriously aunty, give me your phone number and your address and I will come return. Then to her surprise the most beautiful woman she has ever known has sex with her husband. It doesn’t matter that it’s your sister, trust me. Her sexual being has gone out the window and believe me it’s going to be a while Mal before the two of you two have sex again. It’s not because she doesn’t love you it’s because she just lost that sexual spark that all women have in them.” She could tell they were dumb as fuck and tried it straight.“Look, and follow me here and then tell me if you think. "No sir. I'm just looking."I realized I was talking to James Bracken, the founder of VJ Records in 1950. This was the same record company that would be the first to sign the Beatles about a year later than this. James Bracken was also the co-writer of many famous blues records. Him and his wife Vivian were the V and J in VJ.I asked him about the music coming from the back. He seemed amused by my interest. He led me into the first room. It was a small recording studio. I looked around and saw. “Actually, we could handle that.” The three of them looked around for the source of the mysterious voice, but they saw no-one. At that point, they saw the other students in the corridor begin to fade away, along with all the walls and floors. They looked around, and saw that they were stood in an ornate living room, not unlike the dining room from before. In it, the other members of the society were sat around with their genies. “You could have just called us,” Sophie said.“Yes, but this is so.