For this, I'll give you twenty years."But the human said, "Only twenty years? Could you possibly give me my twenty, the forty the cow gave back, the t...n the monkey gave back and the ten the dog gave back; that makes eighty, okay?" Okay," said God, "You asked for it."So that is why for our first twenty years, we eat, sleep, play, and enjoy ourselves. For the next forty years, we slave in the sun to support our family. For the next ten years, we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren.. Yes now I did have a separate room.Then that night in my nightdress I just could not help but notice hispicture, it terrified me. I knew this would be the dress I would bewearing and it won't be his picture but him in a bed beside me. And yes Icould not help but feel powerless in this nightdress and him looking somajestic in his official tunic, and that moment in a corner of my mind itdid feel right.As time passed it seemed more and more normal for people to treat me likea girl, as if slowly my. I had to cross all of them to reach our suite case and it was the scariest and happiest moment of my whole life. All the aunties were much matured. Their boobs were a proof for that. Some aunties had hanging boobs and some young aunties had stiff boobs. Most of them had either black or brownish nipples. Their arm pits were full of hair. I was able to see some of my close relatives, younger and elder sisters of my mother half naked. Their boobs were hanging like mangoes in front of me. None of. I stood and followed him to a door in the far side of his office. He opened it, waiting for me to enter. As I did, I saw another office, quite large and just as elegantly furnished as Bindle's. Seated behind a massive desk was a man. When I first saw him, the immediate impression I got was that he looked very much like Ming the Merciless in the ancient Flash Gordon serials.He was sitting at the desk looking at me with an expressionless gaze. His age was indeterminate. He might have been forty..