Ak sal bad decembr ka month tha thand bi achi khasi te or anni or richer hmry ghar ayy or hmy apni anniversary pr invite kiya to ham ny kha zaror ayn ...ay lakin phr agy hi din mujy company ka kam s yak week ka liya dosry city jana par gaya to ma ny anni ko excuse kiya or kha ka rani zaror ay ge or ma subha hi nikal gaya dophr ma anni ai rani sy milny to rani ny us sy pocha ka anni tmy kya gift chaiya apni anniversary pr to us phly to anni ny kha kuch ni baby bs tm ajana phr kuch dair bad anni. They never last. He would be different. She would never suffer alone again. She would never fear to love, never fear the powerful potential for loss that love bore. He swore the vow, silent and solemn. Silmaria had tasted too much bitter loss already. He’d not add to it. Rael stretched slightly. His body protested, sore and depleted as it always was after Mending. Silmaria stirred against him, murmuring sleepy protests, rousing but not yet truly awake. The Nobleman studied the Gnari, his. He saw me staring at his sister who was dressed in a rather skimpy bathing suit. He laughed, ‘I know, too bad she’s your cousin. It wouldn’t have made much difference anyway. Her friend Cindy is here today. She and Cindy have been close friends since high school. To me it doesn’t make any difference. She’s a really cool sister and it’s her life.’ I thought for a moment. Carol and Cindy were the names of the two girls that I had heard about with Sam. Surely, it wasn’t my own cousin. I needed to. I let myself in the back door quietly removing my shoes. I stopped and listened, only hearing faint talk and laugher from up stairs. I moved to the bottom of the stairs to hear better and waited for the right time to go up. My wait wasn't long. I heard the first of several passionate sighs from my wife and knew that she was being sexually aroused. Now was the time to move up stairs for a better view. I slowly moved up the steps until I was just outside of our bedroom. The sexual were louder and.