When I was 18 after my examination, I went to my uncles house at Bombay. When I reached the station my uncle was waiting there for me. Then we went to... and her in which our flat is situated.When we reached our flat I saw a handsome young man coming out from the very next room. I asked about him to my uncle. He told me that his name was Rahul and he is an mba student,he told me that rahuls parents were abroad so he is alone there.The next day when my uncle and aunty went for job I found that. As they enter in one corner of the room there is bar along the wall to the right and stage on the opposite wall. There are tables and chairs in front of the bar and around 12 ‘large bean bag’ type cushions, big enough for 2 in front of the stage, spaced about six foot apart. Down both sides of the room is a number of cubicles for those who like a bit of privacy with curtains for those who are really shy.Tom and Liz head over to one of the cushions toward the middle of the stage and organise it. To the outside world, they are the perfect family. But in reality Ariel feels lonely. Her parents are always working. And when they come home, they have no attention for her.For example, they even take it for granted that Ariel does all the cleaning and cooking. On this cold and rainy Monday evening in January her parents had to go to an important meeting right after work. It could take all evening they said to her this morning. ‘Don't expect us to be home before midnight.’Ariel was wondering. She ask me something else about the computer and leaned back down, giving me another shot at her cleavage.This time she caught me looking down her blouse, she got embarrassed put her hand on herself and leaned back up.She said she was sorry about that and I said it was ok.She ok said kinda questioning me, she said nobody wants to see her old body.I again said it was ok, then after a pause I said I wouldn't mind seeing her body.She put her hand on my shoulder laughed a little and said You are.