What was wrong with that adoption agency? Couldn't they see what was going on?I opened the envelope marked 'Dwyer' and another picture of Carol as a l...ttle girl dropped out, along with a copy of an old picture of another teenager. The teenager turned out to be Carol's mother. She had died as a result of injuries sustained in an automobile accident. Carol had not been in the car. She was with a baby-sitter at the time. Carol's mother was not married and the authorities could not find any. I was so caught up in the perfection of her body and the grace and assurance of how she moved that I couldn’t be sure if she had cast me a dismissive glance or if I had merely imagined it. This kind of deflating defeat was the risk of my little game. Now I had to decide whether to continue my pursuit, or be satisfied with whatever mental sketch I could build and hold in my fevered mind. I chewed these thoughts in my head, not casually as might a good meal, but fast and hard like necessary food. Nahin to main kar doongi”Phir mummy ne mer hoontho ko kiss karna shuru kiya or jor se hontho Ko kaat liya.phir wo uthi or mere chehre ke dono taraf apni tange karke aise baith gayi ki unki choot mere muh pe aa gayi… Wo boli“jab tak ise hi chaat le”” haan mummy chaatungammmmmm puc puc puc puch” main chatne laga.“meri choot ki smell kaisi hai”“bahut sexy hai mummy”“badboo to nahin aarahi?”“nahin mummy”“thodi si to aa rahi hogi”“haan bus thodi si”“main abhi aati hu wo gayi or 2 mint me aayi.” Unke. . it is painful... don't kiss so aggressively. That too in broad daylight... children may see..."]"Idhule ennadi vekkam? Ennoda pondaatiya naan konjaren; thadavuren. Yaaru ennai enna solla mudiyum? Ooraan ponnaio illey adutthavan ponndaatiyaiyo naan kedukkalaiye? Ennoda enakkey enakku urimaiyaana unnaitthaaney konjaren? Ennavo perusaa pesariye?" [Why should I feel shy to kiss my wife? I'm not molesting the wife of someone else. Who can stop me? Keep quiet."]On hearing these gibbering dialogue.