1.5mahine baad gaanv gaye. Pitaji ke rutbe se sab ko dar lagta tha. Poonam se pata chala abb pitaji jyadatar ghar pe hi rahte bahar muh marna band ho ...aya tha. Aur poonam ko roj hi 2 baar chodte the lekin jaldi jhad jaate.Gaanv aate hi mere upar pitaji ki restriction thi ki mera dhyan padhayee se naa bhatke aur mein dikhta bhi sida sada tha, mujhe akele hi sona tha. Lekin abb bina sex kiye mujhe kahan chain aata. Pahle hi din poonam raat ko 8baze pitaji ke room mein ghussi toh mein bhi rakha. I had reached my fifthteenth year only last week and felt my mother was more dramatic than life called for. I knew the value of my completion and it was hardly worth all the gold in the kingdom, I thought sarcastically.No more than an hour more of travel and we'd arrive, surely time for a quick beauty nap?"What?" I sat up with a start, instantly awake.The sounds outside struck terror in my heart. I heard the clash of swords, metal on metal as they met and clang on armor. I heard men shouting. . you know ... diarrhea and you turned on the toilet and the potable water for me."Ken raised his eyebrows. "I did that on the ground?" he asked. He had absolutely no recollection of doing that. And it was such an unusual departure from standard operating procedure that he should have remembered it."You did," Jo said. "And I went into the bathroom and took off my shirt and washed my armpits really well. When I was clean and fresh, I put on an extra-thick layer of deodorant and sprinkled some. After that our conversations turned a bit sexual. We started discussing things openly. But there was no trace of love or marriage in any of our conversations. We kept the relation to friendship. I was considering the sexual talks as a natural reaction between a male and female in breeding age.One day she told me that she is going to Trivandrum to visit her family during holidays. I got a naughty idea. I asked her if she is okay if I travel with her. She agreed as the train journey was more that.