”I stared at her in disbelief.“Cast Mimi aside to marry you? I would not marry you if you were the last woman on earth. You bathe in the blood of ...urdered young girls and send men to a barbaric death on a whim. I despise you, you wrinkled old crone!”As I spoke her face had crumpled and she suddenly looked her age, with the wrinkled neck, sagging teats, and blotched skin of old age. She then shouted for her guards, and before they arrived she had regained her former beauty.“Throw him in The. I noticed that someone was peeping in the window at the back of the snooker room and was obviously spying on us. My husband had a pair of binoculars in his suitcase so I took them out to see if I could identify who was doing the spying. It was one of the young waiters in the restaurant. He must have noticed we picked the keys up from reception and thought he would find out if we were going to have sex in there instead of playing snooker. Well, my heart was thumping as I raced back to the. It was so beautiful – she remarked. ‘Yes I know’ I told her ‘but your hair is even longer and more beautiful’ you should never cut it.’By that time we had reached the house, I gave the home keys to Aswathy to open, as I park the car. I watched them go inside, both of their hair loose and open, swaying as they walk. Sreeja’s hair now open fully was very shiny, reaching below her knees.Aswathy’s QuickieBy the time I came inside, Aswathy was watching tv, sitting down beside, I asked her where. ’ Walking back into the living room, I take out three blankets from the cabinet and hear the faucet turn on as Will washes the cup. I turn and see him standing at the sink, his back to me. He reaches up and pushes a bit of hair out of his face with the back of his wrist, trying not to get the soap from his hands in his hair. I turn back to the couch and lay a blanket down, tucking it in. I sit on that and pull the other two around me. Will walks out of the kitchen and sees me sitting, wrapped.