She never bothered as she thought I was still a kid..Jaya aunty had a habit of wearing tight leggings. Her shape legs within those leggings would make...any man go crazy. The same way, makes me crazy. I have sometimes felt that I should grab her thigh and kiss her ass. But didn’t have the courage as she was my dad’s sister. There were times when I used to smell her leggings which she put for wash and satisfy myself. She was having such a figure. My incident took place when my aunt came home. If I momentarily forget and use the left hand the fork is considered ‘clean’, even if the hand holding it is not. A fork has saved me a lot of whippings!’The dishes served at Sayeed’s palace were similar to those we had experienced aboard Golden Horn, being mainly vegetables, most unknown to me, although I did recognise some pulses and legumes. The meat in the pot generally was rabbit or chicken, flavoured with herbs and spices, and extremely appetising. Egyptians use bread to scoop up food. Why, where would all the millions of slaves come from to run the place if nobody was around anymore?So in his usual professional manner Fred began to set up the weapon. Now again I should explain that this piece of apparatus was not what anybody would call easily portable. It took Fred several trips back to the space ship, pulling and pushing crates (although they weren't crates as we know the word). Up from the storage area, along one of the longest corridors on the ship, out of the door, down. Among those guests was a young couple – younger than Elizabeth and Jonathan by a few years – who stood at the far end of the buffet table regarding Elizabeth with a look she construed as one of bemusement. Though she had not been formally introduced, Elizabeth had been vaguely aware of their presence in the mansion for several days now, and that the woman was a cousin of the Marlston children. She stood, resplendent in a white dress, beside the pastry dishes and regarding Elizabeth with a smile.