Taking this as permission to go, I looked around and finally spotted the toilet entrance on the other side of the room. With a lot of 'excuse me' call...ng and some nifty elbow work, I managed to make slow progress... only to have my bum felt at least twice. Slowly I was beginning to realise what a woman had to put up with and I didn't like it. Eventually my goal hove into reach and I was about to push the door open when a hand was firmly placed on my shoulder and a gruff, alcohol infused voice. I thought for a few minutes. In truth, now things were going so well the last thing our marriage needed was a spotty teenage boy throwing a spanner in the works but the look on my husband’s face tore at my heart.“He can stay as long as he wants,” I agreed more cheerfully than I felt. “He’s your son so he’s part of our family.”“You really mean that?” he asked, as if unable to believe his ears.“Of course. He’s welcome anytime.”*“Well, you’ll have to be a lot more careful around the house,” Lou. .Me : ok dear m nhi kr raha ruk raha hu hilna mat3-4 din mai wo normal hue mne pucha k abhi b dard h to boli nhi…Fir boli k kro..Mne usse smooch krna start kiya and hath pakd liya fir jor ka jhatka mara..Aadhat lund chut mai chal gaya and sejal ki eyes se aasu aa gaye wo chutne ki try krne lgi bt mne chora nhi.N whi ruk gaya and muh ko bnd rkha uske apne muh se..Jb wo thodi normal hue to uski tears ko kiss kr kr k saf kiya and bola b dard h k ab km h..M waise he raha..Fir thodi der mai dhere. In the morning the girls weregoing to do my hair and makeup. I could see no way out of this.Maybe I could wait until they were all asleep and then creep outof the house and return tomorrow night when the Carnival wasover. The consequences of those actions did not bear thinkingabout. I could imagine arriving back and Sadie waiting to drag meoff some where to a fate that would be worse than death itself.I had no options; I would have to be at the Carnival dressed likea little girl and march.