Aunty ni choosthu kasiga mee juttu chaala bavuntadhi aunty anna . Ventane nannu choostho enti ivvala koncham thedaaga maatladuthunnav andhi. Emi ledhu...aunty.Ninna athanu malli vachadu kadha auntyAthaniki uncle office timings theliyadha. Eppudu uncle lenappude vasthadu annanu. Uncle ki edho avasaram unte themmeni athanni pampaadu andhi..Avunaa aunty . Uncle em avasaram mee pooku lo rasaalu avasarama annaaanu . Ventane shock ayyi enti ra nuv annadi lanjakodaka.. Andhi.Nenu appudu nenu choosindhi. Was this Christmas marking the return of the son she knew and loved?Marilyn went through to the kitchen to check dinner. It had been hard to find a turkey small enough for just three people and since they all disliked leftovers, she had bought a glazed ham for their Christmas meal. It was just about done. The mashed potatoes on the stove were ready. She turned on the oven to bake some rolls.She went back to the patio door. Outside, she clapped a few times when Jake could see her. Then she. I felt real excitement at the prospect of spending quality time with him, just being around him really. I gave myself over to him, and he took charge of me and my body. It was strangely empowering actually.I was to take the train from London to Bodmin Parkway station in Cornwall. This is where I got off to meet him in the car park. Sitting on that train and feeling the nervous anticipation of what was to follow made me so excited, like I’ve never been before. I felt like I was this little sexy. ‘Mr. Trent will be staying for a while and is my guest,’ he told her as he came forward with his hand outstretched which I took and shook. It was a firm grip and not a bone crunching one that many macho men like to use. I saw Sarah out of the corner of my eye bob a curtsey to him before she left the study. ‘Welcome Mark. I must say that your pictures didn’t do you justice,’ he said with his smile as we shook hands. ‘Sarah sees to most of my needs except for those that you are here for.’ I.