The servant placed it before me, and Cook, with a flourish, uncovered it. While I sat dumbfounded, the girls squealed with delight. I’m not going to...bore you with details of what it was, just that you would have willingly killed any number of people to be in my place.The evening saved, Mr. Tristan cleared his throat. Cook looked up at Mr. Tristan, and the two shared a look that said he owed Cook. Cook, for his part, merely gave a brief nod of recognition. I might have missed this before, but I. She ordered a Mimosa with a shrimp salad and began to look around the interior. There were few people in the bar at this hour of the day. There were two couples having lunch and two or three tables of men one group dressed in suits indicating a likely business outing and the others,older men probably golfers or vacationers, trapped at the hotel by the rainy day. As Joan finished her lunch, a man approached the bar and ordered another round of Bloody Mary’s for he and his male companion. ‘Sumit, yahan aao.’ I stepped towards her. She had, by now covered her breasts again with the dupatta. ‘Kya hai Bhabhi ?’ I said politely. ‘Sumit, mere saath so jao na. Hum thodi der baat karenge phir tum apne bister pe jaake so jaana.’ She suggested.First I hesitated and then agreed. I used to sleep with my undy only, and now I was feeling difficulty in sleeping with trousers. She guessed very correctly and to my astonishment, she said, ‘Koi baat nahi, sumit. Tum apni pant utaar do aur jaise. " She took two of the thickcloth nappies from the shelf under the change table, and arranged thembetween my splayed legs.I wanted to ask Aunty June if I could use the toilet before she pinnedthe clean nappies over my hips, but Mandy walked in singing, "Oh, ourlittle baby girl is finally awake! What a long nap she had in her crib.Baby Candy must have been all tuckered out from the party." She askedme in syrupy toddler tones, "Does Baby Candy want to use the pottybefore Aunty June gets her ready.