Sheila also asked me about my sexual exploits, which I shared, being careful not to make reference to Matt, her son. However, my heart did leap when S...eila said that he would be home from uni for two days, on Monday and Tuesday, passing through with a friend who was on his way to where he lived.At midnight, Sheila went home and I turned in, aware of an impending hangover, which duly arrived. I spent Sunday reviving myself and getting the house straight so that I could have the week ahead to. I heard the shower sound from her bathroom, she was taking bath and I saw a black color bra, a white panty and a towel on her bed.I felt somehow very different after seeing that and I wanted to feel her bra and panty in my hands. I never had such a feeling before that. But I was afraid that what will happen if Anitha comes by the time. I could still hear that shower sound coming from the bathroom and it was evident that she was still in the shower. Then I went and took the bra & panty and. Meantime, sleep well... if you can. I'm not sure I'll get much sleep; the exciting thought of what we'll be doing in the morning is liable to keep me awake. Yours... and soon to be even MORE yours... Kat… purrrrrrrrrrrrr!” Early the next morning, he wrote back: “A train horn woke me up, so I thought I'd write to you real quickly and then try to get another hour or so of sleep. Before my fingers go exploring later. “Thank you for that comment about ‘sweet, gentle and kind.’ I sense that in. About three p.m. they decided to have a cup of coffee and some pie at a nice looking café near the station.The café was across the street from a seedy little saloon and two doors down from the train station. When they turned to enter the café one of the rough looking men sitting on the saloon porch yelled at them. He said, "Hey, you there. This here's a respectable town. We don't allow no damn Indians on the streets and we damn sure don't allow them to go into our café's like they was regular.