Miss.Cineshri was a none-too-bright young woman who had moved to Bollywood with dreams of becoming a star. She didn't find fame or glory, but she did encounter plenty of men willing to enjoy her plentiful charms, and soon she found herself called to testify in a divorce case. When it was her turn on the stand, the lawyer came forward.
'Miss.Cineshri the wife of the defendant has identified you as the 'other woman' in her husband's life. Now, do you admit that you went to the Pricerite Motel with this Mr. Khan?'
'Well, yes,' acknowledged Miss. Cineshri with a sniff, 'but I couldn't help it.'
'Couldn't help it?' asked the lawyer derisively. 'How's that?'
'Mr. Khan deceived me.'
'Exactly what do you mean?'
'See, when we signed in,' she explained, 'he told the motel clerk I was his wife.'
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