Suddenly she got up quickly and started to walk to the Door and felt shocked and suddenly held her feet and started to cry shouting, ‘Please Putt, p...ease stop. Am sorry’ repeatedly and she was now shocked to see me on the floor holding her Feet and she quickly held my shoulder and helped me to stand. We stood there standing and facing each other and no words to speak. I: ‘I know, I know it’s wrong of me to do like that and on my marriage day. But I am helpless, as I loved you and will still. Miriam had put up with Lucia and the run-up, but she got more and more waspish about the time I was spending on voice studies. She about had a conniption when I was cast as the dad in La Traviata, my last year's commencement production (opposite the same soprano, who was already showing little signs of vocal deterioration by then), but I got the biggest applause of the night for my one solo.That did it. This was my career.Miriam was so mad she was spitting nails when I told her. Wasn't what. I was just caressing her body and feeling it against mine, i could feel her soft but big and hard breasts her breath against my chest. I could even feel her shiver a little bit, suddenly she realized what she was doing and pushed me away “no stop, we shouldn’t be doing this, i got carried away” but i could sense that it was half hearted and again pulled her towards me and this time planted a kiss on her lips and started to suck her lower lip, within seconds i had my tongue penetrate her lips. My father and the other village people told guruji everything, on hearing this guruji waited for some time thinking something and then said “Yes the gods are angry at him, that’s why this village is starving, thats why there is no rain, but there is a solution. This boy(me) needs to please the gods and if the gods are pleased with his service then rain will come again and the crops will grow again” and he then he closed his eyes for some time and blabbered something to himself like “Ok god ok.