“Is there someone else?”“Christ.”He started to rise then fell back into the chair. There never had been someone else and there never would be....He’d loved one woman and would love her until he went “into the dust that was always the end.”“It’s the sex, isn’t it?” A slight streak thru her tone.Don came back, right over the top:“What sex?”“You knew the rules, Donald. My father forbids it.”That forbiddance failed to stop Donald Hollinger one night. She’d held no grudge, had told no one, not Daddy,. Megha asked ujala to serve me dinner, to which I responded that I would have it on my way back to home. But there was some thing else in my luck as megha told that her children had gone out of station and would return back by next week, so if you could spend a night at my home, I would be grateful to which I could not deny and agreed and said madam you can have your dinner right now , i’ll have it later , she understood and said no problem, if you want to have drink you can have it and she. Not having much success in wrapping up my finger, I just told him to grab a bunch of paper towels and let's go. On the drive to the hospital all I kept thinking was "I can't believe after 25 yrs of doing this shit and working around all sorts of dangerous equipment, I lose a finger on that damn POS cutter." I was also surprised that my finger really didn't hurt that much. There was just some burning sensation, but I figured that was from all the adrenaline my body was producing. That shit works. Until I just had to do something." Her face turned even brighter red."You can see into my house from here?" I asked puzzled. She stood up and beckoned me to follow her. We walked into her bedroom, and she gestured to the big bay window overlooking her front yard. I stood in front of the window and saw that with the way the street curved her bedroom window had a straight line of sight into my front door. I realized that when she saw me, she was as desperate for human sexual contact as I was. I.