Aanal naan thelivaaga thaan irunthen.En endraal en kan mun thaan sexyaana pen ennai paarthu kondu irukiraale, pinbu aval udambai kanbikum pozhuthu ava...in suuthu perithaaga virinthu irupathu mun puram paarkum pozhuthe therinthathu. Pinbu mulai perithaaga therinthathu aval tshirt aninthu irunthaal, unmaiyil mulai kaambu athil therinthathu.Aval poruthathu pothum endru en arugil vanthu enidam peschu koduka aarambithaal, naanum avalidam amarnthu pesungal endru sonen.Appozhuthu aval en arugil. Though, this being the private ward meant that it was a rarity that there would be any critical patients at all and tonight was no exception. Only four of the rooms would be in use and all were simply pre-op for surgery first thing in the morning. Sarah and James had settled three of them in already, a knee-op, a breast reduction and a breast enlargement. Katie tried not to imagine the two women side by side in an operating theatre and a ‘Woody Allen’ surgeon simply swapping the two pairs. Having met most of them in the few short months since meeting Sarah, his fertile mind was a whirl of impressions. He admitted he loved variety, there is always something attractive about everyone. Everyone made him feel at ease. A far cry from back east where he'd be hard pressed to even drum a conversation with his own extended family. It was comfortable and an easy progress to become part of the clan. It didn't hurt that he had a fair hand with a hammer and knew a little about agriculture not. Well heat of the moment and all that. I was led astray perhaps. But yes, you seem quite ..err, well practiced one might say”“Practice makes perfect, sir. Perhaps I could practice some more with you”“Yes, maybe that’s possible. Keep you away from those rough types. Makes sure you come to no harm. Maybe once a week should we say? “Of course. As often as you like. Can we agree something on my allowance, headmaster? Say £100 a week”“£100?! Whatever for?”“Sir, these seamed stockings are.