Mean while pooja is accomplished by her maid she was 25-30 years ! she used to come at night times as pooja would be afraid of sleeping alone! 2 days ...assed and it was Saturday that night ever her maid did not come due to some ill health of her children,I usually talk up to 12 at night with her ! but that day she was so tensed i could find that in her voice , After continuous asking she said that her maid was`nt came and she was so afraid of sleeping alone ! Then she asked me to come to her. “No arguments, Chad! You are NOT driving home. I don’t care, if it was one beer or seventy. You are staying here,” Christy told him, heatedly. “but…,” he tried to argue. “NO! Now, you can sleep on the couch or in a locked closet. It is your choice,” she stood her ground, stubbornly. Finally agreeing to stay on the couch, he was secretly happy that she was allowing him to remain here instead of calling a cab. Her scent was everywhere. It would make it easy to rub one off. The alcohol helped. ’Right then and there I understood everything with her expressions. With my hand I turned her to me and I confronted her, ’Do you wanna do things with me.’She said, ‘What?’And I said, ‘Look mami I know everything I know you are not happy.’ And by saying this line I moved closer to her and kissed her on the lips and it was not long that Shruti pushed me and slapped me hard on my face. I was moved from the place I was standing she had good power I thought. But then I noticed her face. Frightful. That! She quickly rolled off of the bed and carried her brush to the bath room as she felt a little bit of something run down the inside of her thighs. “How am I going to tell Dad I need to go to the hospital if this doesn’t stop?!” she wondered near tears! She tossed the brush in the sink and turned on the water in the shower and jumped in. She was crying now as she saw the red tinted water in the bottom of the shower. She quickly lathered up her hand and then pushed her soapy hand between her.