“Since you deliberately chose the smallest of us, I see what a coward you are.”His eyes bulged, he bit through his cigar and the scream that came ...rom his mouth was purely primordial. The rage I’d touched off in him would have been impressive if it wasn’t so purely theatrical. He was putting on a show to prove how tough he was and how scary Vietnam was. He wanted to hurt one of us to get our undivided attention. When he sized me up, he knew I wasn’t the least bit intimidated and that made him. After their last child she had taken advantage of the difficult birth to say that she couldn’t carry on. Then he had caught her with another man, someone who apparently was smaller and more considerate, or at least that is what she had explained when he had confronted her. This level of honesty opened the way to a very frank conversation about our respective sex lives. He told me about how he liked to fuck with a great deal of wild abandon, as he called it. He liked to be savage. I told him. Above the hum of the elevator, I could hear the sound of his breathing which I found strangely comforting for some reason. It was just him and me in this little metal box and I was consumed by my reaction to being this close to him.12 to 11 to 10.I suddenly realized I could see our reflections in front of us and I slowly raised my eyes towards him. He was taller. Six foot or so. His hair was inky black and cut naturally. He looked a little older than I was. Middle thirties at a rough guess. He. Janaki used to work for the third floor neighbors whose balcony was visible from my terrace. Ever since childhood me and my friends used to play on my terrace and Janaki would also join us sometimes when she wasn’t busy with her chores.This happened when i was 19 years old. Kids still used to play on the terrace but I had stopped(obviously). One fine day when i was having my coffee on my terrace I noticed these kids playing. Also plating with them was the 18 year old sweet Janaki. 19, as you.