And opportunity striked me. My family was leaving for a tour and I gave some silly reasons and stayed back. As she was staying near us and I was alone... my Uncle invited me to their house. But I was waiting for my Uncle to leave as he travels most of the time. Tuesday afternoon I found he was leaving to Delhi from his FB wall and the same evening I was ringing her bell. She opened the door smiling not knowing she was going to open her legs for me moaning. I played with her kid hoping to play. She felt neglected, increasingly resentful. Now late Friday, he'd come home smiling, bearing a big bouquet offresh-cut daisies. "For you," he said. "For being so patient." She took them without a word and slid them into a crockery vasehe'd never liked. She knew she was being unfair. They'd had this crisis at theoffice, he'd warned her it was coming, she was proud everyonetrusted he could deal with it. She should congratulate him. Butdespite herself she was annoyed. "Thank you," she. I shaved his genital area and put it in a diaper. And then went to bed. Am to 17 clock again come in the bedroom and noticed that Thilo was already awake. He tried to tear himself away and to scream. I said it would not make sense anyway, here you will not hear because the gag is well fixed in your mouth and away you come here either. This has been quite different in the clinic where I work sampled. I immediately noticed that his diaper was wet and said, oh Thilo you could not keep still.. "Fran's face turned genuinely sour. "You're not going to see me again, either. I had quite enough of that bunch."I was taken aback. "Why Fran, I thought you enjoyed the group. What happened?"She drew back, almost as though she was going to take a swing at me. "What happened? You couldn't see? No, you don't care, and I can see..." she waved her hand at me, "you've gone down the same track. You used to be the only one. The only one with any sense of... of decency. The rest of them, the rest of.