I felt a slight nausea before she returned and then the stories continued as she led me through another door into study. "This is my chartroom as well...as my study." She grinned. "It's bloody rudimentary because I probably haven't visited more than one percent of all the galaxies." "Bit like Ferdinand Magellan's charts eh? 'Here be dragons'." I chuckled. She grinned and pointed to an ellipse shaped three-dimensional hologram that was suspended above the desk. "This is a crude representation of. But why are you asking about it? Why is marriage date fixed?Mukhiya: This is our tradition of our village, that no women should be widowed and they have to marry to their close male relative for a better life ahead.Maya: But I don’t have any male relatives.Mukhiya: So according to our village law, you have to marry your own son now if you don’t have anyone other than him.Maya: How it’s possible to marry my own son. It’s not morally good.Mukhiya: This village has rules to define morals and. ? He took his stethoscope and started listening to my stomacharea.? Then he started pressing hisfingers into my lower stomach.? After afew moments, he went to his bag and put on some exam gloves.? He told me to roll over and get onto my kneesand put my head on the pillow.? Afterassuming the position, he took and spread my butt cheeks with one hand, andwith the other, I could feel something trying to push into my ass.? What I felt was a thermometer.? I asked why he was taking my temperature. ..uh.....”Robert recognized the voice of the 19 year old woman from next door, Tina Wether, and panic ran through his body. He shot out of bed terrified.In the hall Tina was leaning against the wall in her night clothes, both hands rubbing her crotch feverishly. She looked up at him and smiled devilishly and said “Norrr....” Then she looked back down at her crotch and dropped to the balls of her feet, spread her legs impossibly wide and began rubbing her pelvis almost violently. She grunted.