“I need to fix this.”“But how?” I asked myself.I knew how but I wished there was an alternative. Staring into that, fire I remembered all the ...uality time I spent with my little Minu in the past years when she had come to visit.The flashback started from the newborn Minu as she grew up with every passing year, to the present when I watched her in that horrific condition at my door. The final memory was of Minu holding my razor blade in her hand,“Minu!”I shouted as I rushed inside. Fortunately,. Without saying anything, I gently laid the camera down and sat watching them, not once did they take their eyes off each other as they kissed, licked, sucked and did everything to each other that two women could do!Eventually I left them to it and walked out into the garden with the bottle of vodka, I wasn't drinking because I'd been left out of things, far from it, I was drinking and thinking, I was seventeen and in charge of a big factory, in fact I was in charge of an empire, a multi million. I got up to close the door by which time she lay on the sofa. I came back and sat on one end of the sofa and she put her bare legs over my lap. I said, ‘Sumana, you look beautiful’. She smiled and said ‘finally you said something, Thank You. It is all for you now.’ I slowly kissed her on her toe and her lower leg and knee. She slid down a bit for me to kiss her soft and fleshy thighs. I kept rubbing her thighs for sometime and she said she it feels nice. Slowly we walked up to the room and she. Like any guy, I thought about girls and sex quite a bit. And, I admit, I sometimes masturbated in bed at night, hoping my roommates wouldn’t hear me.’ ‘That’s nothing to be ashamed of. Almost all guys do it. And, girls do it too, you know.’ Ernest knew, but didn’t comment. ‘So, the main difference between us,’ he continued – ‘is that you allowed yourself to act on your emotions and I suppressed mine, mostly because of fear. Call it just plain cowardice if you like. And, the other reason is.