And thatpicture may be a bit worn by time spent exposed to the elements, but itis still me. I'll go to the undertaker's shop after school and ask hima...out the burial. Detective Sarah is now on the case. What are thechances of two Sarah Hackett's of the same age in the same town?*After school I walked into the undertaker's shop. "Mr Brown, I'd like toask you about the burial of Sarah Hackett."He took a long hard look at me, and then leapt back in fright as if hehad seen a ghost."You, you can't. But I wanted something mutual & sensational something which gives a fresh leaf to our love life. And Swapping was the best remedy came to my mind. I knew it was the hardest thing to get a conventional Middle class Indian woman to get into swapping act…but I had made up the mind. This suited me morally also as everything shall be fair to her also plus it will give the zing thing badly desired by our relationship to survive. The NightIt was a beautiful day of January last year was a 3 day long. There he was hiding with his friend Mike, snickering athis younger sister by two years who was banging on the door. Devon wascarefully skimming over his sister's diary in attempt to irritate her forhis and Mike's amusement. He smiled as he read a passage, and thenrepeated it out loud to Mike."I think Josh is so cute, especially when he wears that blue button downshirt," read Devon, just loud enough for his sister to hear."I am so going to kill you!" she shouted from behind the door. Mike. We had been there a few days and were settling in to our routine. The french quarter is like a carnival without k**s. We would sip drinks all day long, eat, get cleaned up and then back to the quarter. My wife doesn't drink much during the year however, down there she drank every day. She got drunk a few times to say the least. She's a good Baptist girl that isn't much for the wild side.One night, we were just walking around having fun and drinking. The hurricans were having an effect on her..