Her long flow of white hair was all she wore. It fell around her small breasts. Tall and elegant and breathtaking, her yellow, motherly eyes full of h...r love.“Azuliana,” she said, her eyes roaming up and down me. “You look so beautiful. How goes the quest?”I smiled at her as she neared me. “We have a goal. A destination to seek. The final leg of the journey. Soon, we’ll be reunited for good.”Sianili smiled and slid her arms around my neck. She kissed me, her small breasts rubbing against my big. Why don’t I give you my card and you give me a call in a few days and we can discuss it again in private,’ Georgette said, obviously aware of the irritating effect Ginny was having on me. ‘Thanks,’ I smiled, relieved that the conversation could change to something less challenging. As Ginny and Georgette talked, I had a chance to look the woman over. We were pretty much eye-to-eye and I saw she was wearing something like three inch heels. That would make her about five-foot-ten to my. Then I took my hands he said again I want some water I said no more naughty things go. He said please bhabhi I want to drink now so I gave him a glass of water. He again poured on my blouse now it is fully wet and asked with angry face what you have done in low voice. And how can I go and change now my blouse now because I have to walk through hall so if my husband sees me in wet condition that to at breast wt should I say.And there is no proper reason to explain also so I was confused. Then. I thought about the words around. ‘What fools the mortals be.’ I remembered it from somewhere. Somewhere in school. I was 15. The day that… the thing happened, so long ago. The day of the nightmare. We had been reading Shakespeare’s ‘ a midsummer night’s dream’. Then… dammit! No! I can’t think about that now! I can’t lose my cool! Wait-a-minute, ‘these mortals’, that’s it… A part of me then lurched awake, a part I hadn’t known was there. A part that said ‘Yes, that’s it! Ask about that!’.