“i wish i can go too but you know your father, without me he is totally lost”“it’s okay amma, i think i will manage with granny. I will be tak...ng a few novels with me to keep me occupied. I look forward to the rains there.” i said.I boarded the mangalore mail the next night and reached my village the following day by about 10.00 am. Granny invited me in and informed me that my uncle, aunt and cousins had left for mumbai just that morning. She called for the maid naani, who has been working for. The others had, of course, been enemies.Who would come for them? I wondered. Would they even be collected? By thetime we arrived, the petals had dried and darkened, and the soldiers'wrinkled limbs were hard--even wearing the thick gloves I was--to touch. Irealized without any pride that I was probably the most educated eunuchthere. It hit me that knowledge isn't everything. Isn't it, like so muchelse, I asked myself, another invention mothered by necessity; a tool thecoward uses to protect. I went into the barn yesterday and Pimmers (Peter Pimms- Gieves) and Stokes (Sergeant-pilot Stokes) were, well they were embracing, passionately! They saw me and I saw them but I pretended I didn’t. They are both clearly prefer pink (as we used to say at school). If I told WingCo they’d be drummed out in shame – and Peter’s father is a minister of the Church of Scotland, he’d never live it down. I had to say something to show I wouldn’t tell. The best I could come up with was to tell them how. John watched his father's fingers start to move up towards his cockhead and couldn't wait for him to touch it. It was bright pink and shiny with precum as his father's fingers gathered some of the precum flowing freely now out of the cock hole and started rubbing it into the area behind the head where the cock is the most sensitive. John could only last like this for a few seconds and pulled away from his father's fingers."I'm gonna explode if you keep that up", John said.Sam told John to stand.