It was nice and quiet, the only sound a muffled vacuum from behind a half-closed door.1742.1744.As he aimed his head at the wall and watched the doors...go by (1746, 1748), counting his way to his destination, he noticed - but didn't really see - someone walking toward him. His picked up on the person's luggage and their similar stumbling walk. He knew it was just another weary traveler, and paid them no mind. All he wanted was to find his room and call his wife. And maybe convince her to partake. She had three children. Her husband worked in a cotton company. Kanakamma was an ordinary woman. Her body had the color of wild honey. She had a nose stud. She had a habit of chewing ‘pan masala’. She never used bra. She used to come to us by 7 o’clock in morning and again by 5 o’clock in evening. In the morning, as soon as she comes she makes tea for all of us and serves. Then she completes her assigned morning works and goes by 8.30. My friends had special tuition engagements in morning and. She told him, “Hold out your hand, palm side up.”He did as she asked. She pressed the tip against his fingertip and then pressed the button. There was a sharp sting where the tip met his fingertip. He jumped and asked, “What was that?”She said, “Squeeze the finger.”He did as she told him and a drop of blood was forced out. He looked up at her with a puzzled expression. She said, “Go outside and flick the drop off onto the ground.”Shrugging his shoulders, he did as she had requested. Coming back. After the previous day's events, George didn't want to see Ty ever again and instructed his wife to make sure someone else was sent in his place. For the sake of their marriage Renee agreed, but ached to see the strong, young, black man again. Once alone in the hotel room, Renee started thinking about her time with Ty. She wanted to do the right thing for her husband and her marriage. Having thoroughly enjoyed her time with Ty the day before, Renee wanted to make sure she would be seeing him.