I set my things down and go to the present. The paper is a gorgeous shade of green – deep emerald – with silver swirls all over it. The package is...tied with silver and black ribbon. It looks almost too pretty to open, and I’m excited to find out who sent it. I look for a card, but there isn’t one on the present. I check around and under the desk, the floor of my office and my keyboard tray, but there’s no card or note. ‘That’s strange,’ I think. Maybe the card’s inside. I gingerly untie the bow. His hair fell around his face in a dark tumble. ‘Ah, Constance, at last,’ he breathed. ‘At last I’m in you. And your cunny is so tight, so slick.’ She turned her head away on her pillow, but he took her by the chin and made her look at him. ‘No, you will not wish me away. You will not pretend this isn’t happening or think of some other man – of Rob,’ he added in a snarl. ‘You will look into my eyes as I fuck you, and I’ll look into yours. When you come, I’ll see. I’ll know. You will not be. The nurse came in and asked me if I had decided on a name. I looked at him and brushed my fingers softly over his spare blond hair. ‘Derrick Scott Graham,’ I replied, without a moments hesitation. Jerry’s mother threw her hands to her face and I thought she was going to pass out. Jeanette grabbed her quickly and made her sit down. ‘Are you all right, Mom?’ she asked. She nodded and put her head down as tears poured from her eyes. I was the only one in the room that knew why. ‘How did you. Mausi bi soi parunathae….. Se apata sepata heuthae au jor jor re niswas neuthae….. Ae samayare mo banda thik ta bia(pussy/vagina) pakhare thae. Kichhi samaya pare mausi uthiki bedshit ghode heiki baharaku palei asila …. Mu bhalili mausi bodhe kharap bhabila au paleila .Mu dari gali kale kana kahiba boli.. Ta pare puni asila au puni semiti soi padila…. Mu bi tau pre hata pakei soi rahili….. Banda jor re thia heithibaru tike pain hela.. Mu shots ra uparu tke size kali au hata ku upara anu thae.