I was beginning to recognise something familiar about the way I saw Maggie. The breakthrough I had made could be seen as the removal of a false skin t...at had lain over her psyche. Like the crinkled dead skin of a snake after it has been shed, there was an ethereal 'appendage' that I could detect. It hung like a half-discarded sock from the heel of one foot. In the nether realm that we now found ourselves, her 'self' stood before me as a perfect being; a clean, pink, elegant woman in her full. This was a concession to Margaret who still was concerned about the heads having sensitivity after removal.At ten thirty, the first group was started down the line. It was a group of four women who were extended to today to provide some test samples. There were also eight of the BMOs from the Imam's group who had been caught after the substitution fraud of the previous week. The goal today was to get the waiting time down to five or so minutes at the turnstile instead of the normal twelve to. But not every night I can stay there because her k** then has to stay alone in home. I spent 2 nights in the hospital, but then she asked me to stay in home with her k**. So I asked one of my friend Varun to stay there with her in the hospital. That would be helpful, so she also agreed with my proposal.Let me describe the heroine and the hero of the story now. Mami is 33 years old, but she is well build with a nice figure of 34C-28-36. She was having the perfect round shape boobs. She is good. This went on for more than half an hour and I had to break the monotony by asking Anju, what her sister feels about me, her soon-to-be brother-in-law. There was complete silence for some time and then my SIL broke it up and said to her sister, “Not that bad.” I was a bit relieved as I couldn’t guess her thoughts.I dropped both of them back at their respective places. I didn’t have much interaction with my SIL until the marriage. There were just small meetings here and there while doing all.