M’kamba will not be so easy with me for this. I hear in my mind her voice telling me how foolish I am. “You listen only to surface,” she says, �...�you do not look beneath. Always it is needed to look beneath, to pierce through many layers to truth, do not stop at one or two or even more, go all way to base where truth lies.”But this day I do not do. I go to many layers, but there is still more beneath all and there I do not see. M’kamba has shame for me.M’kamba. She is dead, so many years ago I. “Vodka and Cranberry? He offered.“No,” she said, “Get me a shot, something fun but strong”.He was surprised at her blunt directness, but he liked it. He walked to the bar and ordered four slippery nipples. He placed the drinks on the table and sat down opposite her. She raised one shot then tipped it slowly down her neck, she then raised the second and did exactly the same. She placed the last glass down and then just stared at him. He followed her lead and did the same with his two drinks.. Her leg moved, her arm stretched, and then her eyes were wide open looking at me. I smiled, said "Morning, beautiful."I was rewarded with a big beautiful smile and a hug. We moved so we were on our sides, our bodies touching. We kissed, held, and said reassuring things mixed with squeezes and hugs. I had a warm feeling that Jenny and I had gained a permanent member to our family.I said, "I have a long standing tradition for the morning after." She looked at me sort of puzzled and said, "You. Yah sab dekh kar mere man me bhi sex ke prati ruzaan badne laga aur mene socha ki kyon na me bhi gadha ban gulab jamun khau,matlab ab me pahle ki tarah es sab ko ganda na mante hue es ka enjoy karne laga,Aisa nahi he ki yah mahol keval hamare ghar me he balki shayad eska bij to hamare nanaji ke yaha se hi padahua he, meri ek mousi jiski shadi do saalpahlehi hue he,vah bhi exposer ke mamle me meri maa aur bahano ko kadi takkar deti he,uske sasural me bado ka parda karna padta he,esliye vaha par.