But discovering the vast scale of my protective operation was scary. I thought it was completely over the top, but I wasn’t about to bet my life on ...t. And I was fairly sure it would get worse still once I formally took charge of the company.Those thoughts percolated over a week or so, leading to an idea that I put to Ewan one afternoon.“I want to go backpacking around Europe this summer.”I think he just about shit himself. It was good that I hadn’t picked a moment when he was driving.“Are you. Around 5’5” tall, exceptionally petite. I would say that her cup size was around 33C. All pointy and firm. And oh my dear world her hip. It was this curvy hip with intermediate folds, just plumy enough to make it interesting. She wasn’t very fair, she had this texture of a mild strong coffee. She was a saree wearing type with only the side of her hip visible, nothing provocative.And yeah, her name was Savitha. ( They insisted that I don’t use the real name.)So once my parents left, she’d come. So i was the only one to help her with all the necessary arrangements..Around 3 months went by..by the by i came to know that she had a kind of kiddish attitude..like just going & leaning to somebody..cry for very simple reasons with her head leaning on somebody’s shoulder etc..but my observation for her was she always mixed with male colleagues rather than female colleagues.. But a feeling grew inside my head that i was not comfortable with what she did..i dont know wht right i had to stop her. The Sunday morning before the actual Labor Day, I ventured from our campsite to a nearby lake. I had put on my bathing suit underneath my shorts and grabbed a towel just in case I wanted to take a dip. The sandy lake shore was packed with a multitude of families setting up their barbecues and preparing for a day of eating, drinking and bathing in the lake. I walked through the crowds and noticed some familiar faces. There among the revelers stood Joe, a friend of the family, accompanied by his.