" Karen, knowing that it was in her best interest to do so, tactfully encouragedGabriella to present her with some sort of tangible proof to back up t...eassertions that her spunky house mate was making. "Well... when I look at you with my mind's eye - my inner-eye! Or, if youwill, my psychic eye! - I catch fleeting glimpses of a man with short cropped,steel gray hair. He - you! - looks to be, shall we say, somewhere in hismid-fifties. And, though I get a fleeting impression that he wears a. As I walk up behind you, my footsteps alert you, so I bound forward and grab your hair, forcing your face forward! "Don't look at me, no screaming, and you will not get hurt!" I force your head down, in turn curling your body from the waist, your long torso taking up the contour of the table. I use my knee to force your powerful firm thighs apart, I take a scarf from my pocket and slide my hand down your leg to your ankle. I bound your joint to the table leg, and in turn,bind your other ankle. Meri pehli kahani me apne padha hoga ki mai apni didi ko chod chuka tha isliye unhone mujhse bejhijak aisa kaha. Maine unse kaha mera kya hoga. Unhone kaha kal se tum chodna. Maine kaha thik hai. Phir raat ko sab khana kha ke apne apne kamre me sone chale gaye. Mai bistar par tha meri bhanji skirt pehan kar mere paas so gayi. Winter ka mausam tha. Mai pehle se bistar me tha to mera badan garam ho chuka tha. Woh jab sone ayi to uska pair kafi thand thi usne mere pair par apna pair rakha. Maine. Now, make dinner.’ She came to me then and held me close, my face buried in her hair. I whispered a thank you and she patted my back and kissed my ear. I felt the warmth of her, smelled the scent of her. When we finally separated there were tears in her eyes that made them spring form mine too. ‘I am so sorry.’ ‘I know. Your letter saved us. Feed us now.’ I had some meals frozen and got one out, tossed a salad and boiled some small potatoes and laid it all out and called to her that it was.