I laughed too, feeling the release of tension. I reached for an open bottle of Cabernet and poured us each a glass.“To reconstruction,” I said, ho...ding my glass up to hers.“To better days,” she replied with a soft smile.“Show me your shop,” she said as we toured the garden area. I’d already admitted that the yard wasn’t my creation. It had been created by a professional and in a few years, the trees that I’d planted would be big enough to give some much needed shade during the hot summer. Never had I enjoyed such a highborn woman. I can also say that once unclothed, there is no difference between the highest born and the lowest. I will admit that the girl was delightful, full of humor and passion as the occasion warranted. She was not unattractive, and like all young women once her clothes were off, she aroused my baser instincts immediately. She seemed to enjoy our few times together. Because of her position, our times together were few.Having some experience in trade, many men. "I will come and find you when I get back," he promised huskily and then he was gone.The nurse spared his parting figure a quick appreciative glance. "He's a strong one, will be a powerful pack leader – if he isn't one already," she murmured softly, almost to herself. "He must be one from the original lineage."Iris opened her mouth to ask what she meant, but Trudy gave her hand a quick squeeze. "We will talk later – you and I – but do not betray your ignorance of our kind, especially not to. Out of anger I caught hold of his shirt.A flared up father beat me bitterly. He tore off my baniyan and stripped off my lungi. He kicked me hard with rage and chucked me out. My terrified mother ran towards me as I fell down. It was a cold December mid night. After sending both of us out he shut the door with a loud thud. At the middle of the night there were no body to notice us. Mom removed her saree and covered me up. She helped me to get up and took me to our half constructed outhouse which.