THE PERVERT
Year 2010: Ramu, the Indian home help appeared excited, “Sir, your people have arrived!” Vivek was visibly angry. “Why are you excited about this? And don’t you dare call them my people!” Ramu was puzzled as he had thought Vivek would be happy to receive his boss and his mistress on tour from India, in his little cottage in Singapore. Vivek, who was ashamed of his outburst, sighed and thought, ‘If only he knew the facts…” As he watched the couple alighting from their magnificent car, lovebirds hand in hand, all his hatred and resentment welled up, snowballed and settled somewhere in his throat, choking him. *** Year 2008: He watched as his wife of three years, Richa went about her household work. Though not very good looking, she had a great figure. Unknown to his docile wife, Vivek was feeling the heat building up in his loins as he fantasized about wife swapping with friends, group sex, orgies and so on. His only problem was how to initiate this see