Oswald Witherspoon, and he was lately from New York City. I offered him the use of my spare horse, and he gratefully accepted. He had little to move t... my horse, since he always stayed in hotels and ate in restaurants. He had one canteen for water (not enough in this country) and a saddlebag which I didn't ask about, since it was none of my business.It seemed that his horse had been bitten by a rattlesnake. He had killed it with his pistol which he carried in a saddle holster. It was something. .in a train compartment.It was almost exactly a year since my 'Changing Room' incident that was revealed in my previous story. I was a year older, but was I any wiser? I'd been working away from home for the whole of my summer holidays and it was time to return there, and then within days back to school. I was 16 and had been 'sort of apprenticed' to a foreman in charge of refurbishing shops for the last 6 weeks. The job wasn't really the type most schoolboys got in their holidays, some never. "Hi honey" dad's voice suddenly sounded from the kitchen doorway, "I'm home, get your knickers off and give me a proper greeting." GEORGE!" mum responded stiffly with a blush rising in her cheeks."Hi dad," I grinned, "you're early." Don't tell the headmaster," he grinned coming over and giving me a good hug, "but I bunked off school."My father always made me laugh, the 'school' he went to was a legal office and I had no doubt that he had arranged his early departure some time back. Releasing me. But she said that how can she come alone by herself.So I decided that I have to go there to bring her back to our home so next day I packed my stuff and got in a bus and reached Udaipur in the afternoon.As soon as I reached aunt’s home she came to answer the door I said namastey and got inside as soon as I entered someone jumped on me and gave me a tight hug, I was awestruck. But was also getting nice feeling because that “someone’s “nice boobs were crushing my chest.I came back to my senses.