We would be willing to pay you for the privilege," I suggested."What you mean," he said."Well we will do a little digging. Just what we can dig by han... nothing really big and we wont harm the land. When we finish we can tell you what you have out there. All we want is what we dig up in those two weeks. If it is nothing then so be it. We will be the only ones who lose. If we find anything you can have the information to do with what you will. We won't hold it against you, if you tell us to leave. That, and they’re like little mini-pussies for my finger.’ He grins, sticking his pinky into my navel again to demonstrate. ‘Why do blond girls have sore belly buttons?’ He pauses for a beat waiting for me to respond. After a bit he realizes I’m not going to say anything so he delivers the punch line. ‘Because blond boys are stupid too!’ He declares this little tidbit proudly. I groan and roll my eyes heavenward. ‘Oh, that’s awful!’ He raises himself up, kneeling between my legs and I get an. And gradually I fell for her but never had the courage to approach her. And she was also happy with her family life. But I knew somewhere she has a soft corner for me and would surely love me one day.One morning I was seating in the drawing room and was reading the news paper, I was in my shorts with bare chest and my bhabhi came.She had a problem with her phone as it was not working. So, as usual, she came to me to get it done. She had some work so she left leaving the phone with me. There was. The girls loved all the children, especially their two new sisters.Thanksgiving was at our house again this year. Again we cooked in both kitchens. We had divided the house into Mel's side and Belle's side, just to keep things straight. This year George and I cooked the turkey and made the dressing and gravy in what we had designated Mel's kitchen, while the girls watched the kids and made everything else in Belle's kitchen. Most of it came from things they had grown in their garden and either.