Mex woke to the angry bleeping of his alarm. Not for the first time, he was grateful that he was a creature of fixed habits who always set his alarm c...ock before partaking of sundowners or any other pre-prandial libation. He shook himself awake and then fought once more with the mosquito net as he fumbled to switch it off. In the ensuing silence, memories of the previous evening came drifted back to him. He turned his head and stretched out his left arm expecting to find a sleeping Milly. He. I told her to tell my mum ,she told my mum,and mum called me to take her sister to bangalore. one day I went to native and look her and her daughter to bangalore.In the home is one bed room and small hall and a compind kitchen and bath place. She is happly staying with me ,Saturday and Sunday we use to go park and moves on my bike. now she had good time .one day we went park we sat a long time ,she seeing all those lovers she little un happyI asked are you happy she is silent, then I took her. George waited until we could hear the splashing sounds of a small body moving in the bath before he looked over at me.“So what’s going on with himself?” he asked, wagging his head in the direction of the bathroom.“I don’t know,” I replied with a frown. “He’s been like this since we got back from the park this afternoon.”“Did something happen at the park? Did he have a fight with his friends?”“Not as far as I know. He and his friends seemed pretty chummy with each other when they were saying. Honestly, it made the people around them sick. She liked to think they were jealous and that their’s was the sort of love that you read about in the stories of history.Obviously having their first child mixed things up a bit. She was proud of their ability to think outside the box and still be able to make love almost as regularly as before. But there were things she missed like morning sex. Damn she used to love morning sex but having a miniature bed invader at six every morning put a prompt.