One day I decided to go to an adult arcade to see what they were all about. In this part of the city there were quite a few bars and hotels where the ...military guys would go. There were a few adult arcades that were not far apart so were the shere the B girls walked in this part of town. So I park my car about a block away and walk into the first arcarde, it was busy in the front was full of magazines, books, and movies at the back was a curtin that seperated the theater from the book store. Clearly I found myself in a dangerous situation. Make the wrong choices, and I was doomed.Like a good student, I help up my hand.“Yes? You have a question?”“How much control over the rest of character creation will I have?”“Well, first off, we’ll use as many of these fun little charts as possible! Everything else that is a choice, I’ll let you choose.”Hmm, good so far. Using randomness for everything is somewhat annoying but I least I know what I can and can’t choose.More importantly, there is. Because of the TV, I ended up hanging around with him a lot. We'd often watch the telly, have a takeaway, maybe drink some wine, or vodka, and talk shit late into the night. The introductory courses were pretty easy, so we had plenty of time, and it became so much of a habit that I occasionally ended up sleeping there. Don't get me wrong: we just slept. We were two close friends, and when I was too drunk or tired to get my arse back to my own room, we didn't see anything wrong with using the. Next day i got message on whatsapp from pooja we started chatting everyday, it been almost 3 months and we been v good buddies againHERE BEGINS THE STORYOne night i was alone in my room as my wife was out for official picnic for 3 days, so for time pass i messaged pooja around 11:30 as it was Friday so it was no problem to wake late night and she replied tu itni late message kese kar ra hae tera sher khan(my wife) kahan hae i said she is out for office picnic trip of 4 days she said ok and i.