Anjali spent the weekend and the first two days of the following week in a quiet, almost mechanical routine. She went to the office, completed the light work given to her, reported to Rajesh each morning for the usual use, and returned to her PG in the evenings. The knowledge of the two-night trip to Pune sat steadily in the back of her mind. She did not try to push it away.

On Wednesday morning Rajesh called her into his cabin earlier than usual. He bent her over the desk, fucked her with deep, thorough strokes, and filled her. While still inside her he spoke.