I had been a reasonable player reaching the lower levels of the pyramid {http://www.thepyramid.info/} before my wife's death had made me re-evaluate m... priorities. Once my lovely daughter had boasted of this, I was swiftly cajoled into helping with the school team. Helen Piper was the P.E. Teacher and the nominal coach of the team but I tended to look after everything on the pitch and help with training. Helen was in her early twenties and in her first teaching job. Tall, slim and as you would. ‘So, a gentleman as well!’, you thought entering my room. We both sat down. ‘How can I help you today?’, I asked openly. ‘It’s just my coil, I had a letter to say I was due a check and I had to fit it in before going on holiday in 2 days’, you explained. ‘Great!’, I replied, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. I had caught your beautiful, feminine, form as you had walked down the corridor and also felt an instant attraction to you. Although I was here to do a professional job, I was. He only did that for me, until one day it was no longer possible. He knew that night, I realize that now but I did miss it at the time. I know he was with me waiting that morning, I felt his hand, he always held mine in sleep, always. I remember smiling and slipping my hand from his, then out of bed in the early light. I went down to make his cup of coffee, it was his birthday, I was happy. I set the burners on the stove to warm a pan, went up to the loft we shared to take him his morning cup. I was dressed in a yellow sleeveless choli which became tight for me and so i could not wear a bra, silk panties and lehenega followed with a big ghoonghat with mirrowork. After the ceremony i was taken in a dholi to my new house where i was placed in the bed and my mother in law arranged my ghoonghat , strewed floweres over me and gave me the glass of dhoodh beside which was placed a jug of dhoodh for the two brothers of my father in law.my mother in law explained baidaan to me and told me.