The youngest member of their group, Roger was barely eighteen yet was already 6' 3". His light brown hair was shaved short on the sides but longer on ...op, usually styled in a pompadour but now the longer hair just hung loosely over the sides of his head. He had friendly brown eyes set in a classic square face that was shadowed with a few days' worth of stubble. The tank top and basketball shorts that he currently wore accentuated his lean, athletic body. Each time I encountered him, I thought. Unnko samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki woh kya bole. Zahir hai mera sakht aur lumba lund unhey ascharychakit kar raha tha. Unhonein apney aapko sambhaltey huey kaha ki Pakaj ye tum kya kar rahe they aur maaji aap is umra aisi harkat chee, main soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki aap aisa karengi woh bhi is apney bete ke umra ke ladke ke saath. Saroj dekheygi to kya kahegi. Aunty nein kaha bahu tuney dekh liya hai tu hi bata main kya karti iskey lund ko dekhkar koi bhi apna aapa kho sakta dekh to kitna. “Is it you and Billy?” she whispered in my ear.“Ah, for fucks sake, I suppose you always knew he was gay too?”“Not knew, but suspected. Poor Liz will be devastated but she’ll get over it.” She paused for breath. “Anyway, what is the thing you have to ask me?”I sat there and told her everything, from Wilson coming out of the storeroom with Billy to us kissing and the kicking I received. I lifted my shirt to show her the bruises. Her face was pale and she sat, silent as I finished.“So, we need. It's in Russian and I need to find someone to do translations and help me with the kids." Okay, make sure you get me a copy of the original and the translation. I'll make sure it gets to the right people."We took the kids back home with us until the following Monday at the same time.The people at the Child Protective Services office were very nice, but confused about whether they had any authority to handle the case. The bottom-line was they didn't have money in the budget for translation.