Suddenly the stranger's dagger was in his hand.Hearing the commotion, Nathal came running out from the back of the store where he had been inspecting ...everal new books. Seeing the stranger standing over Jenna, who was strewn across the countertop, he quickly figured out what had happened."Mr. Xian!" he cried, "My most sincere apologies! This is completely my fault. I forgot entirely that you were due this afternoon. Please, give me but one moment to fetch your package."Keeping his eyes fixed on. But why all the sudden doubt? What did I really want? I was watching an old movie on cable, a flying saucer ‘epic’ – a real masterpiece of 1950s flimflammery. Paranoia all the way, but the hero had his one true love by his side all the way through the story. Another channel, another movie, and there she was again, the ever faithful one true love by our hero’s side. Is that what life’s really all about, I asked myself. Man, woman, mortgage on a house, a dog, then a couple of kids? Had it always. You’re wearing us out.”“I’m wearing you out? It’s four against one. I need someone to hose me off every time all four of you fuck me.”He laughed. “You do get kind of messy.”“Kind of messy? I’ve got a rug soaking in the tub, chair cushion covers hanging to dry, and bedding I should be stripping off to wash, probably from more than one bed. And that’s in less than a day. I don’t think kind of messy describes it.”“You’re enjoying it though, aren’t you?”“More than I should, I suppose, for a married. Soma is a very beautiful and hot Bengali girl. She got married to my son Varun. Both of them met in college and decided to get married. My wife died quite a long time back and I was really lonely after she left.We are Kayasth and so, initially, when Varun told me about marrying a Bengali girl, I was really upset. But the day he brought her to meet me, I knew I want her in my house. Though at that time I didn’t know I would be fucking my bahu, but the very fact that she had worn very low-waist.