I’d like share one of my recent experiences with my second cousin. I’m telling this in two parts. This is part One. This incident happened roughly...a month ago. I had a tiring day at office, and to add to the misery it was very hot. I reached home and searched for my keys, but I’d forgotten them. I rang the bell and waited my mom to open the door. When the door opened I was surprised to see that it wasn’t my mom who opened the door, but a really cute looking girl. She had never seen me before. Piya Ghosh stealing glances or staring at me when no one else is looking at several of these sessions. Now Piya was a very attractive woman with a sexy voluptuous figure of 36-34-38, long straight hair and beautiful smoky eyes and she could really turn it on with the oomph factor.It all began when my wife went off to her mother’s place for 10 days and I was all alone at home. Piya was also alone as her husband and daughter had gone off his parent’s place for a few days. Since both of us were. It was early in the morning when I drove out of Mt Isa on the Barkly Highway towards Tennant Creek, reaching Barkly Homestead mid afternoon. I decided to overnight there giving me an easy run to the Three Ways intersection with the Stuart Highway just north of Tennant Creek. I was chatting to some fellow travellers who asked me where I was headed, ‘The Kimberleys via Darwin, why?’ ‘It’s just that there was a woman in a Kombi, you know one of those really old ones with the split windscreen, we. He didn’t mean to reveal how shallow a man he could be.Nevertheless, the superficiality of getting drunk and desperate at some down-and-out pub, although terrible for one’s outlook and perhaps detrimental to the pursuit of well-being, should suggest to the woman serving him the drinks—this Renee—that something far deeper is going on within his heart than the mere bliss of alcohol. The drunk, in fact, medicates himself for the inability to have his affections heard or acknowledged, and having.