She shared a room in the attic with the other maids who worked in the kitchen—Edina, the kitchen maid, who handled the lesser cooking tasks, and Sar..., the scullery maid. Razai’s own position as serving maid ranked somewhere in between the two, but for some unspoken reason, Sara hadn’t been considered for the promotion. Likely because the serving maid needed to be quick on her feet, and Sara was anything but.There was a small table outside the room, so Razai set the tray down. Checking the hall. Maddam kahile micha kahana mu sabu janichi sata kahibu na sir ku kahibi.Mu kahili maddam mora vul hoijaichi mu au emiti kama karibini please sir ku kichi kahibeni please.Maddam tapare kahile tu ta vul karichu tateta punishment miliba mupur4a darijaithili mu kahili jou punishment debe manibi kintu sir ku kichi kahibeni.Setu maddam kahile thik achi mujaha kahibi kaributa mu kahili haa maddam.Setu se bed upare soipadile au kahile tu lu chiluchi mo dudha dekhuthilu aji satare dekhe aia kahi setanka. Even in a grainy black and white photograph, reproduced in a poor quality newspaper, Gavin's first sight of Rose Sinclair/Latour took his breath away."Wow! Now she is something special," he thought to himself, staring at the image.Her expression showed the concern that she must have been feeling for her father, but it didn't detract from her beauty at all. Not even worry lines could do that. He took in the fine chiselled features, perfectly in proportion and the biggest, saddest, eyes that. " Maybe if we did it more often this wouldn't happen."She said, "Don't make me laugh."When we got married a year earlier neither of us knew a thing about sex. But when she watched porn with her friends she learned that it was supposed to last more than five seconds. She would also have learned how badly I was lacking in the size department. That's when the digs and insults began. Clearly she was angry about it. She felt cheated and I couldn't blame her. So she worked on me, belittling me.