One day I was on my seat on the Project Floor and she passed by I suddenly hold her hand . She got shocked and looked back and there I was.She : Ohh �...�Its you .I : Else you would have passed without looking at me.I pulled her closer and she got bit nervous.She : (in a low voice) please leave meI : WhyShe : What if some seesI : SoShe : PleaseI loosened the grip . She was still standing there talking to me . There was something which was still holding her.Next day when I checked my FB profile . I. .. Don't you think I'm too young for you?" I asked."It depends on you. But what really intrigues me is what you were doing in that bar." He asked looking at me again and putting his hand in my thigh. I automatically put my hand over his, to take it off, but I felt his warmth on my leg, it felt great, so i left it there and he started to caress my leg, up and down, getting his fingers close to my groin sometimes, under the edge of my halter dress... And the weird thing was: it didn't bother me. Fir maine thoda dimaag chalaya.Aadhe ghante mai utha aur chachi k room ka darwaaja knock kiya aur apne room mein jaa kar Let gaya jaise mujhe kuch maalum he nai.Chaachi mere room mein aayi aur poocha kya door tumne knock kia tha.Maine kaha nahi to.Fir wo chali gai.Maine fir waisa he kia.Ab wo ghabra gai aur mujhe apne room mein le aayi.Wo double bed tha.Mai waha let gaya Chachi k saath.Mai sochne laga ise kaise chodu.Fir mujhe yaad aaya k inko pta hai k mai besudh hokar sota hu.Meri mom unhe. I can't bring myself to tell her that he is dead." And you want me to do it?" I nodded. "Well, it's just as well that I'm a doctor, as the news could send her into premature labour."I thanked him and made my way to the stable, where I found François saddling a grey horse."This nag belongs to the cochon I shot. Your horses are exhausted, and wouldn't be able carry you more than a kilometre." What about its owner, I will need to question him. Is he still alive?" Yes, I only hit him in his arm,.