I desperately wanted her in my bed.I wanted her to sleep in my room so that I could advance on her. One Saturday evening after my tuition, while we we...e chatting in the kitchen, I asked her whether she was afraid to sleep alone. I think she knew what I was planning in my mind. But thankfully she went with it. She said that she was afraid a bit, but can manage. She wore a mischievous smile all along our conversation. I was getting aroused thinking of what could happen if my plan worked out. I. Wahan hum log mere mama k ghar per ruke the. Hum log wahan wednesday subah pahunch gaye the. Mere mamaji ka 1 bunglow hai 3 male ka. Usme 4 log hi rehte hain mamaji, mamiji, unka beta or 1 bai hai ranjita nam ki jo permanent wahin rehti hai. Pehle din wednesday ko to humne aram kiya or fir 2 (thursday & friday) din normal gujre. Subah hum log 9 baje audit k liye jate or sham ko 7 baje tak ate, fir ake fresh hokr niche ate or mamaji se bat karte , dinner karte , thodi tv dekhte or so jate.. We do NOT fit in here. We are tolerated; sometimes just barely. And that’s fine. It’s their country. I’m going to use our situation to my advantage. I can ask for something that would be shockingly rude for a Japanese to ask and get away with it because I’m «gaikokujin» and officially don’t know any better. What’s the worst thing he’s going to do? Reprimand me for being rude? I can take it, Major. So he chews me out? I’ve been chewed out before. And the promotion? If it comes, it comes. If it. Aur side table par garam glass bhar ke doodh….Meri saas ne mujhse kaha – beti aaj raat khub enjoy karna…Aaj mere bete to khush kiya to tu jiwan bhar khush rahegi…Ab bejti hu use….Mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha….Mere pati under aayi….Sangeeta…Ji..Maine khade hokar unke pair chuwe….Unhone mera ghungat utara…Bahut khub…Kitni sundar lag rahi ho…Maine unhe doodh ka glass diya….Wo unhone aadha piya…Aur fir mujhe diya….Aur bole – sangeeta ye pi lo…Aaj tumhe bhi takat ki zarurat he….Mai..Halki.