"I am from a warrior house that has had a long history of conflict with House Tzilank. I brought this up when we had our ... discussion about you. She...finally let it go with that. Well, let's get inside, it is not polite to keep your uncle waiting."The house was fairly large structure with two levels. Even so, it was designed to blend into its surroundings and was constructed of native wood and rock. One would be hard pressed to tell how large it was until up close. The three of them walked. Jab train aayi to hum log andar chad gaye .aur hamare compartment me baith gaye.thodi der baad ek musalman mard kala kala sa waha aaya aur samne aakar baith gaya.wo kafi majbut body ka tha aur usne payajama niche pahana hua tha.usne ek najar mere gharki dono aurato par daal di aur wo dono pair seat pe v shape me rakhkar baith gaya.usne underwear nai pahana hua tha,is wajah se uska mota lund aur bade bade pind payajama me bulge banaye dikhai pad rahe the,kafi bulge tha waha.Thodi der baad train. I handed her the drawing. I had taken a school photo of Leah from the living room and recreated it in black and white. She stared at the drawing for a long time without saying a word, my panic rising with every silent second. I saw small drops forming in the corners of her eyes and saw my own doom. I imagined her bursting into tears and screaming as she through the drawing at me. The insuring calamity would be just as nightmarish as the dirtiest war zones. This is how you see me? She whispered. I want to love him. I give him a hug and listen to his heart pound. He touches my chin ever so lightly, gently raising my lips to meet his. I feel wonderful. He holds me as if he cannot live without me. I feel pride bursting from within. I can treasure him and he can protect me. I hold him tighter. He turns me around. I feel him kissing my lips. He’s kissing my neck ever so softly. Now he’s kissing my shoulder. He’s kissing down my back. Every time his lips touch me, I feel electric sparks.