As she watched this spontaneous expression of himself, she could see the joy in his eyes and no longer wondered about the nature of his artistry. Ano...her of their favorite pastimes along the way home was to play "what if" games, challenging one another as to their favorite likes and dislikes. As it happened, one of their favorite places to play the games was along the row of clothing shops they passed along the way home. It was not uncommon for Wilhelmina to stop to make a capricious comment. Tumhare papa to 3 din ke liye bahar gaye hain. Aab tumhari care to hum hi karenge. Tab Akhil bhi hasne laga aur mere pass aa ke beth gaya aur feer mere breast pe hath ghumana shuru kiya. Aur Kapil uncle ko kehne laga papa iske breasts bohot bade aur soft soft hain. Tabhi uncle bhi dusri aur aye aur mere gaand ke niche hath ghusa diya aur kehne lage ki beta iski gaand bhi bohot soft soft hai….aur bole chal ise andar le jate hain. Me thoda disturb hui but undono ne mujhe kaha ke Gomi agar tum. We sat together in the lobby almost oblivious of any activity around us.Finally, George said, “If you two are finished staring into each other’s eyes for a while, you could get this show on the road.” We blushed and gave a start to the happy laughter of many. I noticed that Amber and Chris seemed to have eyes only for each other, too.That statement and our action seemed to be the signal for everyone to get moving. We cleaned up, left a sign, got in our vehicles and left to make our slow, but. Next he added a small bank that had originally loaned him money and had grown as his mercantile grew. Before long, he found himself much more than a merchant. His businesses outgrew his capacity to manage them. Luckily Yokunisi had his sons to help him in his growing business empire. He had been a good husband – his honored wife had died a few years before my story opens and he was a contented widower and father. His four sons were wise like their esteemed father and he had so far been blessed.