Prachi after a long time moved back and said to me, “you are one hell of a lucky bastard”. I said to her, “oh ya. You only made me do that. You ...now I want you. Now I can have you any time”. I removed of her Salwar, seeing her nude she looked at me, “what do you see in her”. She looked at Savita and said, “are Savita, eh kay hai” moving her hand on her chest feeling her tiny breast. “yeh dekh aisa bhar na chaiye, to hi yeh kute mu laga te isko. Shyad tera pati ko bhi koi badi wali mila rahega,. Bolo interested ho?Me: Kaun hai woh?DB: Meri college friend Anisha jisko maine Germany aane ke baad hamare baare mein sab bataya. Aur mujhe ye bhi pata chala ki woh bhi apane husband ke sath satisfied nahi hai. To tab mujhe tumhara khayal aaya. Bolo karwadu tumhe usse set?Me: Idea bura nahi hai. Unki pic ho to bhejo.She sent me her pic and she was looking so beautiful and elegant in that pic.Me: Ye saari vaali pic kyu bheji? Koi hot si pic dikhao inki.DB: Bade badal gaye ho tum Arpit. Tumhe to. Instead of being covered with sleek shiny fur, the Kintinku was covered with dark metallic-like scales. That, Isshu explained, was the bell like sound that had alerted me to its presence. A scout, perhaps, or a wanderer. They were a nomadic race, and somewhat solitary as well. To be safe, it was decided that I would cease my journeys to the surface for the time being, and then, only resuming them during the light of day, since the Kintinku was nocturnal by nature. Reluctantly, I agreed, and so. We bid our farewells and headed off. Of course, my brothers followed us. At least they followed us until the debris field. Even though packed full, the mules almost danced over the rock and dead trees making up the field. Opal Anne and I led our horses across, and since they had done it several times before, they were just fine.Mick tried to lead his horse and, as I thought would happen, the horse balked. It pulled back and fought any attempt to lead it through the field. Mick looked at me,.