17-05-2019, 07:28 PM
EPILOGUE
"Hi, Divya"
"Akash! Great to hear from you."
"'It’s been a while, huh?"
"Yeah, right. What, about two days or something?"
"Well, what can I say, girl. I've gotten used to your telephone calls. They're what make the boredom of dormitory life liveable."
"So sweet. But I doubt you're telling the truth. I'm pretty sure that the last time we talked, you had a girl in the room with you."
"So? I'm no angel. But, then again, neither are you."
"What do you mean by that, ass?"
"Let me see. As I recall, you had told me that your father was visiting you over the weekend. Do you mean to tell me that he wasn't in the room with you while we were being nasty over the phone?"
"Oh. That. Oh, well. It's more fun that way."
"My point exactly. What was he doing with you anyway?"
"I'll let your imagination fill it in. Let's just say there was whipped cream and strawberries involved."
"Sounds messy. But a lot of fun."
"Am I going to see you over this Diwali?"
"Yeah, actually, that was the reason I was calling. Turns out my Mom and Dad have some get-together planned, and they want you two to come along."
"Really? What are we celebrating?"
"Silly girl. It's been six months since that week. It's kind of an anniversary thing."
"Cool yaar."
"Totally. So, they've got a private room. At Marcel's."
"Uh-oh."
"Uh-huh. And they requested a certain waitress. Named Ramona."
"Oh. My. God." Pause. "You guys are too much fun..."
"Hi, Divya"
"Akash! Great to hear from you."
"'It’s been a while, huh?"
"Yeah, right. What, about two days or something?"
"Well, what can I say, girl. I've gotten used to your telephone calls. They're what make the boredom of dormitory life liveable."
"So sweet. But I doubt you're telling the truth. I'm pretty sure that the last time we talked, you had a girl in the room with you."
"So? I'm no angel. But, then again, neither are you."
"What do you mean by that, ass?"
"Let me see. As I recall, you had told me that your father was visiting you over the weekend. Do you mean to tell me that he wasn't in the room with you while we were being nasty over the phone?"
"Oh. That. Oh, well. It's more fun that way."
"My point exactly. What was he doing with you anyway?"
"I'll let your imagination fill it in. Let's just say there was whipped cream and strawberries involved."
"Sounds messy. But a lot of fun."
"Am I going to see you over this Diwali?"
"Yeah, actually, that was the reason I was calling. Turns out my Mom and Dad have some get-together planned, and they want you two to come along."
"Really? What are we celebrating?"
"Silly girl. It's been six months since that week. It's kind of an anniversary thing."
"Cool yaar."
"Totally. So, they've got a private room. At Marcel's."
"Uh-oh."
"Uh-huh. And they requested a certain waitress. Named Ramona."
"Oh. My. God." Pause. "You guys are too much fun..."
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Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me
Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me