Her hand to her breast, her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her. Her face so peaceful, looking so much like a little girl with her freckle cover...d face. In the morning watching her as she sipped her coffee on the couch, her long legs pulled up to her chest, one foot resting on the other, holding the cup close to her letting it warm her. Then she would catch me staring at her and I would get ‘that’ look! She always thought my stares had to do with sex, that I was just looking at her. The only difference between the two of us was that she was wearing purple colored stockings as opposed to my blue ones. Our chairs were positioned parallel to each other but my head down by her legs and her head down by mine. We looked at each other with sympathy and understanding of what we both had already been thru and of what was about to come. Then the part of our chairs that supported our head and necks were removed and our heads hung upside down like they were hanging off of a bed. We. Kaka garamine agdi trasta zaale hote. Aai kakanna mhanali “Bhaoji , Ja jara thanda panyane aanghol karun yaa mhanje bare vaatel.!!” Maavshi ne Aai la dujora dila. Kaka kantalle hote pan shevti aanghol karayla gele. Amhi hall madhech tv pahat baslo. Akkha ek taas manasokta aanghol karun kaka baher aale.Parat ekda mala aachyaryaacha dhakka basala.kakanni angaat aksharshah kahihi ghaatle navte fakta ek chotishi panty ghatli hoti.Ti laal color chi panty mavshichi hoti he mi lagech olakhle. Kakancha. But, enough stalling.” I reached around her waist and scooped her over my knee.“You beast, you,” Mary said, putting the back of her right hand to her forehead in the style of Mary Pickford in the old silent movie days. “Will no one save me from this villainous villain?”“Keep it up, my dear. The railroad tracks are just down the block, and I’ve got a coil of rope in the trunk of my car. Don’t think you can appeal to my better nature, when it comes to collecting the rents, I have no better.