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My boyfriend's roommate...Part 4
I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache and with all the
other symptoms of an acute hangover. I lay in bed, trying to get some
more sleep but that wasn't coming either. I reached for my phone and
checked my messages. One was from Kabir, checking if I had woken up. As
the events of the previous night was coming back to me, irritation crept
in. Kabir had chosen to continue at the party even when his girlfriend
was drunk and wanted to go home. He even had the nerve to send me home
with a friend of his. And Anjali. I couldn't believe the nerve of that
girl. She was the reason why all the guys were ignoring the other girls.
Hated her bee stung lips the resultant Priyanka Chopra looks and all her
money. Okay, calm down girl, I told myself. Anjali is a guy. His name is
Arjun. He is not a threat to you. He may not even be attracted to men. I
wasn't thinking straight. I needed more sleep.
Meanwhile at Anjali's house...
Where is your mother?, Kabir asked Arjun. "Oh she is off on one of her
business meetings abroad, Anjali replied casually. Even on Diwali day?,
Kabir asked in surprise. Yes, she is a workaholic. Diwali, new years,
birthdays, Anjali replied casually, refilling Kabir's glass of orange
juice at the breakfast table. Kabir kept looking at Anjali from the
corner of his eyes. She was simply stunning. With her thick hair in a
high ponytail, which was gathered in a dark blue silk scrunchie, her
thick hair came down to below her shoulders even after it was in a high
pony, her face reminiscent of make-up that was partly smudged, with her
wearing tiny white cotton shorts with a pink lace trim and an oversized
top, she could have been a model. They were roommates in Bangalore for
over two year and were good friends as well. After last night, their
friendship was officially over. And begun Kabir's introspection into his
own sexuality.
Ten hours previously...
Kabir, Neha is leaving with Ved. Do you want to see her off to the car
atleast? Anjali asked with concern. She could see that Kabir was a bit
drunk but in control. No, she'll be fine. Ved will drop her home. I want
to keep drinking and partying baby! Kabir said with a huge smile as he
grooved to the music. Anjali was worried about their relationship but
this wasn't the place to talk about it. She regretted wearing the heavy
lehenga to the club. She stood out in her outfit, although there were
others in Indian wear as well. It was cumbersome to dance in and she
kept trying to maintain her dignity with her dupatta. Dammit, I should
have changed, she said loudly. Don't worry, you are by far the prettiest
girl in this club. And you also won Miss World. So you are the prettiest
girl in the world, Kabir said laughing. Anjali caught herself gushing at
the complement, tucked her hair behind her ear, batted her eyelids and
replied, That's Priyanka Chopra silly. I just look a little like her.
Kabir looked straight at her and said, Much better than her. Two years
we lived together and I didn't notice! Better late than never! Okay and
now I am shy, Anjali blushed and said honestly. They hugged, did their
next shot of tequila and got back to the party.
Place is shutting down. Drop me home? Anjali asked Kabir after an hour.
Of course I will. I am a gentleman and that's what our lot does, came
the gallant drunk reply. Anjali laughed. Poor Kabir. She had to take
care of him. Also, she could use him to figure something out about
herself. Something her therapist had suggested. As they reached her
place, she turned to Kabir and asked, Why don't you stay back here
tonight? Its too late and you are too drunk. Sure but please make me
something to eat. Im starving! Kabir said smiling. Anjali laughed. She
had made dinner for him many times while they were living together.
Kabir was always hungry and she wondered how he stayed in such good
shape.
Her mother was travelling and she had the huge house to herself. As
Kabir plonked down on the couch, she went and got him a glass of water.
Let me go change and then we can eat, she suggested. Kabir nodded. This
boy will pass out soon if this carries on, Anjali thought, and then he
would be useless to me. Kabir, would you please come and help me with
this heavy lehenga? Kabir half opened his eyes and asked, What?! Uff,
just come to my room and I'll tell you what to do, Anjali rolled her
eyes. As they walked into her room, Anjali shut the door, turned to
Kabir and kissed him. Kabir was a bit taken aback but reciprocated.
Anjali, what are we doing?, he asked uncertainly once the kiss broke.
Shh! Just stand here and let me do the work, Anjali said as she bent and
undid his pants. Kabir just stared at the top of her head. As Anjali
pulled his boxers down, she could see that he was already hard. She
wrapped her tiny hands around his shaft, looked up at him, smiled and
said, Hold my hair up with your fist and make a ponytail while I blow
you, okay? He nodded. Control me, okay? He nodded again. He didn't feel
like he was in control. As she went down on her knees and took his
throbbing penis in her mouth, he grabbed her hair and held it as he was
told. Anjali was a magician with her mouth and tongue, he thought. In 15
minutes, he climaxed. Anjali stood up, kissed him on his cheeks and
said, Thank you and left the room, leaving him confused. She came back a
second later and said, You can sleep here. I'll sleep in another room.
Good night Kabir.
The next morning....
Anjali, aren't we going to even speak about what happened last night?
Kabir asked. Sure, she replied casually while she ate her breakfast. So
what happened last night was...?, he asked uncertainly. Well Kabir, to
be honest with you, and I know I can be honest with you since we are
friends, you did a huge favor for me yesterday, Anjali replied
concentrating on her breakfast. I did a favor for you?? Kabir asked
thoroughly confused. Yes, you did. I was so confused about myself.
Whether I am gay, straight, transgender. My therapist suggested that I
should experience a man to know for sure and now I have. I knew that you
were the person to try it out with, she replied looking him in the eye
now. And what have you realized, Kabir asked curiously. She smiled that
gorgeous smile with those bee stung kips and said, Couple of things
really. I am straight and I am a bitch for what I did to Neha. I was
curious and wanted an experience with a guy and thanks to you, I am not
confused anymore. Kabir felt a mixture of rage and regret, You used me
selfishly Anjali. Oh don't be such a girl, said Anjali getting up, I am
still sleepy. Im going back to bed. See you later. He saw her walk away,
undo her ponytail, shake her gorgeous hair loose and disappear from
sight. Shit! I have the hots for my former roommate! Kabir realized in
disbelief.
A week later...
My phone buzzed and saw a message from Anjali. Hi Neha, Free for lunch?
What does the queen bitch want now? After the party, I didn't hear from
her for a week after she had left me at the party, after I had dropped
her a number of messages with no responses. Kabir had left by then and I
was free for a weekend lunch. We planned to meet him Connaught Place in
central Delhi for lunch on a Saturday. Anjali walked in wearing a white
silk cold shoulder top and grey palazzo pants. She was wearing day make
up, with pearl drop earnings and her hair done in a stylish, neat and
thick low bun at the nape of her neck. I could have killed for her peach
colored Prada handbag. After our hugs, I asked her if she was coming
from a meeting. No ya! Just like dressing formally I have realized.
Maybe the blood of a business woman in me, she shrugged and said. After
we ordered, Anjali said, Neha I have something to tell you. After a lot
of thinking and some external help, I have realized that I am not
attracted to men. I was taken back. Really??, I asked incredulously. She
laughed aloud, This is the first time someone is so surprised when
hearing that someone else is not gay rather than the other way around.
No but seriously, I am not and I intend to go back being a guy. I have
realized that I prefer women's wear but I don't identify as a woman and
I am not attracted to men. Just hate the thought of cutting of all this
hair though, she said as she touched the sides of her chignon in the
most feminine way. Anjali, sweetie, I cant think of you as a guy so
that's why I said what I did. I am sorry. But you are so feminine. And
beautiful. And graceful, I said before I could stop myself. I know
honey. Its so cruel, is it not? To have these looks and not being able
to keep them?, Anjali said with a pout. Self obsessed little thing, I
thought. Anyway, next week is my birthday. I hope by then I can go back
to being a guy. My mother is not entirely convinced though and she wants
to me to keep seeing my therapist for a while atleast. Please come for
the party. Don't be late!, Anjali said before she turned to ask for the
bill.
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