The only time he showed a spark of the old Kenneth was when General Howat himself made an appearance.The King flew into a rage and berated the General...for his defeat. The once proud soldier looked exactly as he was, a beaten and defeated man. His shoulders sagged and there was a haunted look behind his eyes."Tell me! Tell me how you managed to lose one of my armies!" shouted the King, trying to raise himself up off of the bed."I'm sorry, Highness. We did all that we could, but the Scanians. On the other side, my sister is 19 years old still going to college.She recently developed good shape boobs. Her figure is 32b-28-32. She is slim and mostly wears salwar suits at home. Only when she goes to school she puts on a tight shirt and skirt till knees. Recently my sister was done with the exams and wanted to visit me.So my mom called me up and told that they are coming to Mumbai to meet me for a few days. I was very excited as well as a little nervous. Where would I make them stay?. Since I could think.Reflections in a plate glass window? Who da fuck is that? Walking past a big mirror? Who da fuck is that? Oh sure I knew ... I was still surprised. The reflection wasn’t anybody I wanted to know. That guy was the total opposite of how I pictured myself.But ... the first time I saw new myself reflected in a still pond? I meant it.Who da fuck is that?I mean ... I knew I was big now ... but I wasn’t prepared for six foot eight. Aren’t Indians short? The Apaches ... ah ... I get. Her doctor assisted me with making the proper preparations and gave me a list of licensed midwives, but Jasmine never contacted them.When Jasmine’s water broke, I was in a panic. Since Jasmine had never arranged for a midwife, that option was out, and I hadn’t prepared anything for going to the hospital. I thought Jasmine was getting ready to go, and opened the front door to get the car, and there was Granny, standing there with her ubiquitous bag.She pushed past me and went to the bedroom..