She left the room and came back quickly dressed in her nightgown and in the back of my mind I thought why did she change clothes. Little did I know I ...ould soon find out. She sat down beside the bed and spoke softly telling me that when she was 13 and 14 she was shy and didn’t have much self-confidence, but then she had sex and everything changed.I was shocked that she had started so young, but I didn’t say anything I just kept listening. She went on about telling me that our next door neighbor. Bobby was a little slow in answering, "Well, Uh, Gramps said he used his workshop to keep both of his wives in line." Bobby made the statement and left it hang there for a few seconds."You see, my grandparents lived kind of a different lifestyle than most people. In their relationship, Gramps was a dominant husband and both his wives were submissive. And he lovingly disciplined them for any infractions to his rules."Teresa's eyes grew wide as saucers at Bobby's explanation. She had experimented. Koi baat karne ki tameez nahin hai isse.”Sunaina- “Ragini, iss dhandhe mein aisa ho hi jaata hai insaan. Waise tu pehchaani nahin isse?”Ragini- “Nahin. Kyun main jaanti hoon kya isse?”Sunaina- “Aachha chhodd. Mujhe laga tere ek time ke majnu ko tu pehchaanti hogi.”Ragini- “Arey Sunaina. Itne rahe hain majnu ki ab yaad nahin rehta. Par ye tha kaun?”Sunaina- “Arey yaad hai tu meri shaadi mein aayi thi. Toh ek insaan tere hi peechhe peechhe jaa raha tha.”Ragini- “Arey haan. Ye woh toh. I knew that what ever it was, its source had to be with the woman who'd walked by my desk. I passed through the door to the next office following the scent. A labyrinth of cubicles was before me. I put my faith in my nose and started into the maze. After several minutes and more than a couple of wrong turns that had forced me to back up and retrace my route, I found myself looking at the back of a woman of middle age. Graying hair cut in a pageboy style, a sweater around her shoulders and there.