I was just about to knock on his door when I heard a too familiar noise coming from inside.I carefully turned the door knob and slowly swung the door ...pen an inch or two to see what my Daddy was doing. I saw him laying there but who was under his naked body. Who was Daddy making love with? I was in shock; I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing. My Daddy was doing it to somebody else and he was loving every moment of it.I should have closed the door and ran to my room. It wasn’t any. The negotiations and offers related to the job took over a month. I had been discussing the move and new job opportunity with my wife Ritu. Ritu was, at first, totally against the idea of leaving Delhi. She told me that living in a less Cosmo country would be boring and that she would go crazy. After i was able to get her more information on Nepal and the landscapes around the area we would be moving to and show her that we really in for some nature treat, she began to come around. By the time. The boy children were smothered, lest they became figureheads for a revolt, and the girls were cut and sewn to render them unusable as concubines, with the prettier ones disfigured also. Then these 'lucky' survivors were sold as 'field hands' to a life of labouring in the houses, factories or on the farms of their new owners for up to eighteen hours a day, seven days a week.She also knew that the Crown Prince Gamel, her son, had died with his father and that some high officials had flown to. Need. To. Know. Everything. That. Happens. On. This. Bucket of welds..."She cast her gaze allowing it to unfreeze just a trifle,"But that does not mean you swamp me with detail. You inform me of significant changes that happen. You are my crew and you expect me to command you but I can't if I don't have information..." You know" TJ's drollest tone cut across the table, "there is an advantage in being female as Master. You can throw wobblies like that and get away with it." Yah" Morg continued.