“May I present Professor Valentine Crudwright, Chief Archaeologist of the expedition, his wife Missus Chastity Crudwright, and their daughter Georgi...a.”Crudwright inclined his head, while Chastity performed a curtsy that would not have been out of place in the throne room of St James Palace. Georgina, who had winced in anger when introduced as ‘their daughter ‘ gave a slight bob, lowered her head and then gazed up at Sayeed through fluttering lashes.His eyes fastened on her like the jaws of a. That night i wore a sleeveless low cut blouse after my father slept and asked him to eat on the dining table as it is difficult for me to bend down each time.He sat on the table and started appreciating my beauty.he said you have become more healthy after marriage as i have seen your old photo album.even your breast size has increased.I dropped my pallu and asked him do you like my breats. he got up and grabbed my breasts over my blouse and pressed them.then he hugged me and kissed me.he took. Instead, I sit and pretend to be looking at the sky, the trees just beginning to turn golden, the birds. Anything but her. And the blonde on the lawn. And the ghostly touch on my neck. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her as she nods to herself as if she has made a decision. She closes her pad, walks slowly but purposefully toward me. She quietly sits beside me on my bench. Doesn't look at me. Just sits there a minute. Then: "She's amazing, isn't she?" she asks without prologue. "I'm sorry?". The people laughed and joked and even threw things. A large man bought me and I was shoved to one side. I was moved next to a stunning teenage girl who looked like she was in shock. A few minutes later the large man appeared and gestured, “time to go.”The girl took a step to follow but I did not move. The man turned and frowned, “you think you have a problem boy? You wait until we get home.”I snorted, “sooner or later I will get free. When I do you will die.”He grinned and then laughed before.