Katie was curled up in a ball, one hand resting on Leah's naked hip, her cheek pressed against our wife's shoulder.With practised efficiency, I extrac...ed myself from the tangle of bodies and went to the bathroom to do my morning business. When I returned to the bedroom, Katie stirred. She yawned and stretched.Flashing me a dazed morning smile, Katie folded into my arms as I pulled her petite form close to me. I carried her through the house to our sun room. It was enclosed by glass but was. It was about ten feet high; I used to spend most of my time on the scaffold, as it was more convenient to keep a watch from the scaffold. Everyday in the afternoon, Mansi, my young sister, used to bring me lunch. After I ate my lunch, Mansi would collect the plates and return to home while I would rest in the room during the afternoon. This same routine had been continuing for almost two months… Occasionally my mother used to come with lunch instead of Mansi. Let me tell you something about my. Was that a coincidence ... or did I subconsciously look for just that home? I was pretty sure it was the latter.I drove to the office for my first formal day as Plant Manager, Interstate Plastics Mfg. Corp., Vancouver division. My laptop was slung over my shoulder and my briefcase was in hand as I climbed the stairs to my new office. The big windows that overlooked the shop floor drew me first.As I looked down and saw the machinery and people working, I immediately felt the knot in my stomach.. The center of the room held a king sized bed. A row of sofa's surrounded the bed in a circular pattern. Dawn's mind was so disoriented by the pot that she had inhaled, she looked at the bed and wanted to lay down to take a nap. Mobotto helped her to the bed and laid the helpless white wife and mother on the satin sheet covering the bed. Dawn was unaware that the other couples and fraternity brothers were filing into the room and taking seats on the sofas around the large bed. She was barely.