మా ఇంట్లో ఒక టేబుల్ ఉంది. నా రీడింగ్ టేబుల్ ముందు పూర్తి�...ా చెక్క ఉంటుంది. టేబుల్ కింద చాలా చోటు ఉంటుంది. ఒక రోజు నేను చదువుకుంటూ ఉంటే వచ్చి పుస్తకం తీసిపడేసి జాకెట్ పైకి లాగి చన్ను నోట్లో పెట్టింది.అదిరిపోయాను. “కంగారు పడకు. మావారు పూజలోఉన్నారు.సరూ స్నానంచేస్తోంది” అంది. నేను కొంతసేపు చీకేక, టేబుల్ కిందకిదూరి,నా లుంగీ ఎత్తి మొడ్డ చీకసాగింది. అప్పుడే మామ,సరూ వచ్చి ఎదురుగా కుర్చీల్లో కూర్చుని కబుర్లు చెప్పడం మొదలుపెట్టేరు. నా అవస్థ ఏం చెప్పను? సళ్ళతో తొడలు రుద్దుతూ మొడ్డ చీకుతూ ఉంటే, మొహంలో. Not just five minutes before, a pair of newlyweds ducked into their tent after some seriously heavy petting. Unfortunately, all of it had been done under a blanket, leaving everything to his imagination and too little to excitement. His eyes trekked further south, closer to where the creek branched and even further from the nearest camping ground. There! His eyes quickly spied the sinuous orange movement of a fire. Camping equipment laid helter-skelter about the small clearing, as if the owners. My wife looked gorgeous, she had made a great effort and was wearing a quite short black skirt, a pink satin blouse, through which her black lacy bra was just visible and black holds ups or stockings (I knew them to be hold ups or stockings as she didn’t wear tights) I got them both a drink and we all sat round a table chatting. After a while my wife offered to go the packed bar, to get another round of drinks, so I stayed at the table chatting to her sister. When she returned and had sat down,. .. a few days ago I was the medic on an incident that was ... uh ... pretty bad, even by homer standards.”He gave her a brief rundown of the cholera incident, softening up a few of the nastier details but omitting none of the facts.“To tell you the truth, Mother, this one is kind of gnawing at me. You told me a few comms back that I seemed different after working on the Sol, that I seemed less sympathetic toward the homebodies, harder and more jaded. Well ... you were right, of course, though I.