There were two bedrooms, a TV room, and a large bathroom. It was an old house with large keyholes in each of the doors.The first night cousin Colleen ...as tired and went straight to sleep. In the morning, I was in the shower when the bathroom door opened - it was cousin Colleen. "Sorry" she said, "I really have to go - I promise not to peek."The shower curtain was transparent and I could see her watching me as she sat down and did her business.Later that morning as my mother served us breakfast,. I didn’t see the truck Joe drives.I walked around the house and just happened to look back north, across the field. Rondo’s truck was parked back there. I could see the camper-top on it from here.I drove down the narrow gravel road, hoping I wouldn’t get stuck in the mudholes on the road. When I stopped beside his truck, I saw Rondo stick his head out of a hole in the concrete foundation. As I walked toward him, he was smiling. I had to wonder why anyone would have a concrete foundation, and. If this was love, then he was truly a lost soul, a slave, the thrall of the woman in his arms.Maureen gently pushed him away, “Would you like to come inside?”Cal looked down at her face. Her skin, a pinkish red shone with a dampened luster. The pupils of her eyes were so large they completely enshrouded her emerald corneas. Her face glowed. Her skin felt hot to the touch.Her question had momentarily broken the spell. He thought maybe a cup of coffee before they started would be a god idea.. He could rotate the cig like cowboy cine actors.I was fascinated by his styles and many of my friends tried to copy him, success was very low. I took it as challenge, started smoking to copy him, and mastered very fast. But I didn't continue smoking but occasionally I used to smoke in parties etc. Here it was of some use to impress Shweta, as she liked it. She was very much pleased by this art every time she used to clap. After completing a cig, I asked satisfied. and shall we go. She said.