Inside her home, she handed each guy a beer, and then after pouring a glass of wine for herself, they moved through to the lounge. The men sat on the ...wo chairs facing each other and Catherine sat on the sofa.Catherine decided to dispense with any more awkward conversation and take the bull by the horns. The inevitable had happened and she hoped that they could set the ground rules, whatever they may turn out to be, and move forward.Holding court, she commenced with her soliloquy. “I like both. I didn't want food, but I would have gladly killed a nurse for a glass of water over ice. I was pretty sure the tube in my stomach was draining it for some reason. I couldn't, for the life of me, remember why it would be doing that.I rang for a nurse again. When she came, unlike the last time, there was no commotion. "Yes Ms Stone?" she asked."Any chance I can get a glass of water with ice?" No Ma'am, you still have the tube in. I can get you some small ice cubes you can suck on." Ice without. I well knew of the reputation of Pall Mall and Green Park at night, and told myself I was walking purely for the exercise, not for any sexual encounter.I was not the only male taking the night air, and marvelling at the gas illuminations, or at least this is what we would answer if asked why we were walking along Pall Mall at this hour.There were several young women loitering under the flaring lamps, and although not advertising their wares by lifting their skirts to reveal what they had to. Then she said my wife will be a very happy and lucky lady. I did not comment back. She said “sahib, do not mistake me, I have no intention of marrying you or blackmailing you , I wish to collect enough money and go and live with my cousins in the village. just give me a child . she started crying and made me promise that I would impregnate her. this to me was a moral dilemma, but in the end we agreed. I offered to take care of her and even marry her, but she refused. She only wanted a child and.