Post-Networking - Night with Aisha

Dev reaches home around 9pm, pretty exhausted. He'd eaten what he could while he was out and made it home, only to face a mad girlfriend.

"Oh, hi Aisha."

"Don't 'oh, hi Aisha' me!" Aisha screamed. "Not one call, not one message. You didn't even open your phone, I messaged you so many times asking where you were, when you'd be back. I know you work late often but you at least message me if that's the case.

"I messaged you last time but you didn't seem too happy." Dev said apathetically.

"That's because you asked for a naked picture of me. That's all you think about!"

Dev chose to be the bigger person and apologise. He cheats on her constantly, the least he can do is let her be angry about not calling her. "Alright, I'll message you next time I've got something like the Networking Event I had just now. But you have to promise me something too."

"Thanks, and what's that?"

"A nude once in a while wouldn't hurt." Dev shrugged cheekily, raising his eyebrows as if to say, "what if? Imagine?"

"Urgh, I wish you would take these conversations seriously." He hugged her to make it all better, manipulating her without his powers was his specialty before all this anyways. "Anyways, I wanted to let you know Diya will be coming to our house to stay for a week around Diwali time."

"Oh your baby sister? What is she, 17 now?"

"She's 18 now. Can you believe it? When she met you for the first time, she was obsessed with you."

"Yeah I remember, she'd stick to me like glue and sit on my lap to eat haha. But she's probably a whole different person now."

"My mum's going to India for the week but Diya can't miss college. She has her A Levels coming up. So she's coming over to our house."

"Ah gotcha. Diwali's in a month though, right? Middle of November. We've got bare time. Anyways, I'm gonna head to bed, I'm pooped."

Dev went to his bedroom. There was a locked cabinet inside their closet. He opened this to reveal an assortment of different panties he had collected from his conquests, each with a separate space of its own and a label underneath identifying its original owner. If he had any to update this with, he inserted that into the drawer and marked whose it was. He closed and locked this before Aisha returned.

They got into bed together and a few minutes later drifted into sleep.