I leaned against a large cottonwood contemplating what mom had said. My ears became sharp as the noise of the wedding reception receded. Then I heard ...omething."Huh! Huh! Huh!"It was coming from a gazebo not far away. I hadn't noticed it in the dark, as it was unlit. My eyes had become accustomed to the dark and I could see that the structure had lighting, I could see a light fitting in the ceiling, but someone had turned the lights off.I crept up on the gazebo and peered inside."Huh! Huh!. Often there would be only one pair, I think she must have done all her washing before she went away so I couldn't take them or she would notice them missing. I remember the first time I found a pair, cream coloured French knickers with a black bow on the waist band and a lace front panel. I felt the blood in my body pumping with excitement as I picked them up from the top of the washing pile in the hamper. Trembling I raised them to my nose, I had not yet examined the gusset. The first aroma I. I need my Sweets. I need a drink. I need, I need, I need. I am quite the needy princess at the moment. Footsteps on the stairs, footsteps in the hallway, the door is open, just like it is suppose to be. I can feel His presence in the doorway, just watching me. I am still, quiet as a mouse. That is the weirdest saying, really a mouse, their nails on the wood, they are not quiet, but whatever. He walks in, sits on the comfy chaise lounge and says, “Princess, come here.” I walk over to Him. Stand. Mai chilla padi muje kuch nhi samaj aaya kya ho raha hai, mai rone lagi chillane lagi..Bhabhi camera auto mode pr rakh k muje dilasa dene lagi “Bus bus ho gya gya teri choot me ring pahena rahe hai”Khoon ki ek chhotee-see boond meri taango se banane lagi. Robart ne sone ka ring nikaala aur usako us chhed mein is paar se us paar pahana diya. Mai daant par daant dabae see see karti apnee chikhen dabaane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Robart ne ring ke khule chhoron ko sandasee se dabaakar sataaya aur.