The breakfast table was not as big as the dining table but a small one by the veranda.I was sitting quietly next to my husband. I was trying to engage...myself in eating breakfast and listening to my husband. But in the back of my mind, I was very curious to find out what’s cooking in their heads. I was also wondering if my mother-in-law has shared something with her daughter (my sister-in-law) too.I was thinking how embarrassing it would be for me once she finds out. However, I noticed that. It was at the table that Michael and I sat when he voiced his most inner fear about what we had been doing that morning. ‘Doing this won’t turn me queer, will it? There’s still four other fellows to go with,’ he asked in an almost coy voice. ‘Of course not,’ I said, taking a drink of my wine. ‘You might get to like it as I do, but you’ll find that you will appreciate a woman much more so when you get back to having them.’ He still didn’t swallow my second coming during the afternoon session. My mom told me to go to her house for stitching the dress and if possible stay over there for a day and get stitched and come. I too agreed and went to her house by morning 10am. She was doing some work and told to sit in sofa and watch TV. She came by 10.40. She just started talking in a ordinary way like how is my mom, me like that. I informed her that I have come to get my dress stitched. I was in Shirt and skirt. She was wearing saree in such a way that I can see her boobs. As she went for. Page 62 Selfishness-self-centeredness! That, we think, is the root of our troubles.Page 63 We were now at step three. this is the third step prayerWe face each other with book in hand so we can first have you read the prayer…Then we, together both read the prayer…Now we leave you to continue re reading the prayer until you really feel it...God, I offer myself to thee-to do with me as thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do thy will. Take away my difficulties, that.