She had her back turned to me when I first got there and was bending over some plants. All she had on was a pair of brief running shorts and a halter ...hat was little more than a skimpy bra. I was presented with a picture of the most stunning female backside I could ever recall seeing. Beth's square shoulders sloped downward to a narrow waist and then curved out into perfect round, firm buttocks. She was still a sylph of a girl, as petite and well-shaped as she was when we were in high school.. I just had finished my 12th grade and got admission to a top engineering college in Chennai. I was excited to go study in Chennai because I’ll get to live with my sweet cousin. Coming to my didi, she was leading a normal life now after that tragic incident. She worked at an mnc, her salary was around 2 lakhs. Yet she stayed in a 1 bhk, since she was living alone. I told my sister about me joining a college in Chennai. She was really happy and asked me to come soon. My college was to start in. I had started a journal of sorts, to make sure my aging memory did not fail in recalling the truth of things. At times I thought it more of a philosophical treatise, what with all the epiphanies and conclusions I drew as I began to better understand our mistress and how she thought.In any case, I was there when Cynthia reported. Sally was being given more time off, because of swelling in her ankles. The doctor had suggested she take frequent naps. So only Jenny was there, her own bulge growing. Instead of answering, I went to the cupboards and looked for something worth eating. I settled on microwaving a bowl of soup while she stood there, waiting for me to talk to her about Cecilia. I wasn’t playing along.“Well?!” she finally prompted me. “How was it?!”“You want the details of my afternoon with Cecilia?” I asked her skeptically. “How was YOUR afternoon?” I asked pointedly.“I’m just asking how things went,” she said defensively. “If you don’t want to talk about it, just say so.”“I.