En vaazhvil irupathile appozhuthu thaan sema moodil irunthen, aunty unaku en meethu kai potu kola vendumna kai potuko da.Ennai un nanban pola ninaithu...ol endru solinaargal, sari aunty endru soli aval meethu kai poten. Kalaiyum potukol endraargal, rumba friendlyaaga irunthaargal. Aunty meethu kalai podum pozhuthu aunty thudayiil en sunni viraithu patathu. En kai ennai meeri aunty mulai meethu sendrathu, naan kitathata auntyai kati pidithu kondu paduthen.Kaamam enbathu namai ariyamale nadakum. He’s not muscular.Donte looks me up and down again and leans a close to me.“Would you like to see my apartment?”I pull back, no doubt a look of shock on my face. He can tell I’m caught off-guard. His cologne smelled nice.“Sorry if that was inappropriate,” he says.“No, it’s just. I don’t do that. I don’t cheat on my husband.”He nods.“Plus, I’m a lot older than you. A lot older, Donte.”“That part doesn’t matter,” he says, moving a little closer again.I step back a bit but almost step into the guy. The people here are very reserved and tradition-crazy. You won’t find men and women (who are not married or are not related) sharing seats here. If you are a man and you find that the seat beside a woman is empty in crowded bus, you won’t sit down beside her. She, too, will just glance at you and won’t ask you to sit down beside her. And, if at all, in all your ignorance, you sit down beside her, then many things will happen. She will look at you as if you have done a great offence. Other. Danika watched herself as if she was an outside passenger in her own body. For a brief second she thought about touching herself and extinguishing that burning fire that radiated from her pussy but the thought was quickly suppressed and replaced by a new one. “Nurture…”Danika walked robotically to the kitchen. She looked around searching for metallic objects and she found a few. There was one large pot and a few smaller ones. There were spoons, forks, knives… she grabbed them all.She moved.