I asked if I could accompany him as I felt like stretching my legs. He gave me a look I could not decipher, a mixture of several emotions; guilt, alar..., suspicion.“That will depend, Sir Elijah.”“On what, Captain?”“Whether you are merely a private individual taking passage on my vessel, or working for the authorities in Madras.”“Why would you imagine I am working for the authorities in Madras?”“I know you have been staying in the Governor’s residence...”“Because Sir Frederick and I are both. The woman handed Heather the bottle and said drink it all please.Heather tasted the liquid and it tasted great so she drank it all down.The woman lit the paper and dropped it into the pan. The woman startedsaying something that Heather could not understand. Heather's eyesstarted getting heavy, she could hardly hold them open. The last thingHeather remembered was the paper completely burned up than everythingwent black.When Heather awoke she was in her room. She was laying on the bed shewas. “Well you have stated the obvious. How about something new,” I suggested.“How about this? When you get your truck ready, we go up the mountain and pick up some prickly ash. For a couple of hundred bucks you can buy a truck load of Prickly Ash plants. We can plant them outside the fence and in two years your ‘looky loo’ problems well be solved. Best of all that shit grows wild,” she explained.“You know more about this than I do,” I agreed. “When we get the new truck, the mountain trip can be our. Usko to pata bhi nai tha ki wo mere kitne arman poore kar rahi thi….Wo chaddi utari aur uthane ke liye neeche jhuki…aisa laga jaise wo dogggy style mai chudne ke liye jhuki ho. Uski choooooot gazab ki chikni choot thi. Ek baal nai tha uski choot mai….Poori gori nangi uper se neeche tak khadi rahi. Meri jaan nikal rahi thi aur mere hanth kaamte ja rahe the, jisko mai pehle din se nanga sochta tha sapno mai aaj wo mere samne nangi khadi thi aur wo bhi 1 hant ki doori mai……wo camera ke bikul uper.