Millie, its driver, left her seat. Slamming and locking the doorbehind her, I heard her footsteps ringing out on the hard surface as she walkedaway. I...raised myself as much as the cage would allow to see out of the rearwindows but was able to see little through the darkened glass, only the shadowyoutlines of parked vehicles. Far to the left there were lights, warm and mellowin the darkness. It was cold in the cage, and I lay back down on the damp,smelly sacking. Recalling my Mistress's remark. Nakul ka cock bada hoke 9” ka ho gaya tha aur Amar ka 8” ka kala mota naag!Kafi der tak unn dono ke cock mene suck kiye. Bad me Nakul vanha bed pe sidha let gaya aur bola. ‘aajao madam jannat ki ser karavate hai. ’ Amar ne me vagina me 2- 3 bar unagali dali aur meri so siska nikal gayi. Amar ne kaha Nakul se ki ‘lagata hai kafi taiyar ho chuki hai. ’ aur muje dekh ke kaha. ‘chalo sexy. Aaj kuch tuffani karate hai. ‘ aur muje Nakul ke cock pe bethane kaha. Nakul ka cock 9” ka tha. Aur mene. "Do you have any alcohol?" she asked.I was a little taken aback at the sudden subject change. "Not at the moment," I said. "Should I get some?" No," she said. "I don't drink. Well, not usually. I like some ales and flavored beers. And I get wasted once in a while, but I usually wish I hadn't." So you were thinking about getting wasted, but now you can't, and that's a good thing," I said."Something like that," she said."Why are you here?" I asked."I told you," she said, looking up at me. "It. It was the morning after Jo had experienced being made love to by a ghost the night before.It was still a bit weird, impossible to imagine, yet, it was the only possible answer. Jo had aroused the ghost it would seem, of the gardener who was, according to the hidden diary, the vicar’s wife’s secret lover.The information in the diary suggested that fifty two years earlier the vicar’s wife had a sordid affair with their gardener. By all accounts, the vicar never actually found out about his.