The idea was that I would accompany him to a trade party that was being held in late June in an up market country hotel where all the bidders would be...present. He would gather the guys together in a private room and pull an envelope out of a box just to show that the draw was fair. He would then open the envelope and announce the winning number. I was at the function purely so that the bidders could see me in the flesh having previously only seen a photograph of me. Having seen me prior to the. Somehow I controlled my emotions and not revealed the same to her. From next day everything was normal and nothing changed for next 1 week. I traveled to office by my bike and she used to drive her car to office. On weekend also nothing much happened.Starting next week one fine morning after having breakfast together we moved outside towards our vehicle and Divya noticed that right side tire of her car was flat and was upset. I also observed the same and considering it as a good Omen, I thanked. Then she realized the possibility that some of these people had traveled from one of the other towns nearby. Quite a way to go purely for a party. Proof, perhaps, of how renowned Mr. Gilbride’s Iron Moon celebration was. ‘Welcome, my guests,’ echoed a voice around the hall. Phyre shot her own to the second floor where the voice had originated and found the Patab standing there. He was clad in a deep blue, almost black, suit that had been dotted with dabs of white so that it resembled the. Poor Mum didn't know what to do, she couldn't reach down and push my hand away, or protest verbally, so she merely sat there with her legs clenched together, pretending that nothing untoward was happening. She got a bit flushed and started to burble a little when she was talking to Dad, but I think he put this down to the wine. I had managed to get my hand about half way up her thigh, but could progress no further, when Mum finally finished her food and quickly stood up to clear away the.