"I would be willing to teach you a lot of things, little one. But that is something I would only teach if I thought I could trust you." You can trust ...e," she said earnestly though there was some shame in her eyes. "I'm too weak to kill you..."Higzashi fixed her with a stern stare. "That's quite enough of that! I'll not hear that word out of your mouth again." Shime peered up at him with wide eyes. He continued. "If you truly want to learn anything, you will not use that word. You are far from. ”“In your own time, then, darling...” I said.She was silent for a while, then said. “He had a stroke, an aneurysm ... a weak vessel in his brain. A genetic thing, they said. He was my first love, my first and only... ‘til you. We were gonna be married, that spring. In the heart of the winter, in February, he died. He went to work one night, said he had a headache ... and then he died. I had kissed him that afternoon, and told him I loved him. I had that memory, at least.”Her tears had seemed to. Me- didi ek bat batau.Didi- ha,Me- apke breast bahut hi sundar hai,Didi- kya bakwas kr rahe ho.Me- apne bra utardi hai na, to ye aur bhi sundar lag rahe hai.Didi- tum pagal ho gaye ho kya, yaha se chale jao.Me- mujhe inko dekhna hai.Didi- (chillate huye) jao yaha se.Maine unki bat nahi suni aur unko pakad kar diwar ke sahare khada kar diya aur bola, mujhe apki sari history pata hai, itne dino se chakar laga raha hu , apko kya main chhota baccha lagta hu. Aur aisa kahete huye maine unke kameej. “This is nice,” she said. “When I was seventeen I’d have been thinking about my reputation and playing a game. And you’d have been either nervous and clumsy or arrogant and pushy.”“Nervous and clumsy,” I said. “Thinking about touching your breasts but scared you would think that was too forward.”“What breasts?” she said casually. “They’ve disappeared over the years.”This wasn’t really true. They were there, reclining in her bra, but without the pertness, the energy of youth.I unzipped her dress.