. وكانت تستفيض فى شتم ولعن أصحاب هذه الأفلام والمجلات والقصص والروايات .. حتى رأى أن...�ا لن تسعى لتنفيذ مخططه بالذوق وبالرضا .. لذلك قرر استعمال سلاحه الآخر : البطش والترهيب. فأغلق بابه فى وجهها متذرعا بذريعة واهية وخاصمها لنحو شهرين ... حتى عادت إليه مرغمة تحت ضغط الحاجة المالية تتوسل له لتعرف ما سبب جفائه لها وهى المطيعة له الملبية لكل طلباته .. فقال لها : أريدك أن تغرى ابنك أحمد وتجعلينه ينيكك وأنا أشاهد ها هنا .. قالت له مذهولة : ماذا تقول ؟ أنت مجنون .. أنت مريض .. يا كلب يا ... ولكنه صفعها. She questioned me about my holiday activities. I didn’t give too much away about Doreen and I. As I talked Angela drew me back against her rounded belly. I turned my body slightly so I could look at her while I talked, moved my legs under my rump to be more comfortable. While Angela seemed interested in my boy’s story of events, her hands began to unobtrusively wander over my body. She caressed my face, my chest. A hand strayed to my legs, her fingertips softly running over my thigh. But at the. “HEY! Who the Hell is in my God-damned kitchen? And why the Hell did you let me sleep in and miss work?” he shouted.He was greeted by the sight of a curly-haired blonde woman wearing a pink pajama bottom and one of his old t-shirts working his stove with the efficiency of a line chef at a fancy restaurant. While her bacon was frying, she was preparing scrambled eggs in one hand and popping bread into Mike’s toaster with the other. Mike took a few seconds to acknowledge how good this woman. I was looking out the door but could still feel all the eyes were on me.After a few minutes, next station came and I saw it was crowded. A sense of tension went through my body, but now I was out of options. I stood where I was. As local stopped crowd burst in and started pushing me inside. I did not resist as I was wearing saree. Finally, the crowd settled and now I was inner past of compartment surrounded by seats and people were standing around me. I checked if my saree was in place. There.