Jaise ki aapne meri pichli kahani me padha ki pradip ki maa ne muze apne atit ke bare me bataya ki kaise dahej ki bajah se unki maa ne sasur se chudwa...a aur unke pati ne chudwate hue dekh liya. Aur fir aage ki kahani pradip ki maa bharti ki jubani. Dusre din mere sasur chale gaye lekin maa udas thi, wo kuch bol nahin rahi thi. Maa pure din gumsum thi. Rat ko jab main so gayi uske bad mere bap ne maa ko pura nanga kar diya lekin maa abhi bhi udas thi, mera bap unke upar let gaya aur chunchiyon. Later that morning Amy called me at work sounding frantic. "Bess left," she said."What do you mean?" I asked."She packed. I tried asking. She ignored me. She left a note." What's it say?" I asked through the lump in my throat."'I'm sorry.'" You're sorry?" No Joe. That's all it says." You're kidding?" I wish I was."I told my boss the situation. Unfortunately I had a couple of crucial depositions."I'm sorry Joe," said my boss. She sounded sorry."I've been hearing that a lot," I said."What?" she. I remind myself of how hard she slapped me. This is it. This is the moment! I’m so excited! How should I begin? What should I do first? I look her up and down – she’s gorgeous! Eventually... “Kiss me Nicole!” She looks to him: he lets out a string of blasphemies. There’s a tear in her eye. I put my hands on her waist and press my lips against hers. Oh, this feels so fucking good. I pull away a little and mildly order her, “With tongues!” We snog for a while and I caress her wonderful tight bum. Whatever the cause, even the low level grumbling I'd heard on the trek over from their old camp was gone now.This also gave me a good count on the men we were acquiring and a good look at each one of them too. They were on their best behavior now, but even so I sensed that we'd have damned little trouble out of any of them. The only incident was with one young boy who looked to be about nine or so. He came carrying nothing."Has your father already carried all your possessions inside?" I asked.