"She was sixteen last week and that is almost too old for a good Seikh girl to marry." Well she is old enough to marry by English Law and you are now ...iving in England Mr. Singh." That is true Mr. Nash, but we are still Indian Seikh's and we must live by our traditional customs." Oh well Mr. Singh perhaps Reeta is more western than Seikh now. I wish you luck, but many young people from India are now adopting European habits where marriage and courtship are concerned."As I spoke I took my. ”“Yes and imaging this, I’m holding a towel for you.”“Thanks.”They kissed as she wrapped the towel around him. Giving him a tight hug and kissed his neck several times.“I’ll shower then breakfast will be ready and no, you can’t feed me or sit on my lap, as much as I’d enjoy it.”“You do say the sweetest things.”They left after lunch. After getting home, she told Ted and Barbara.“Mommy is taking Vince out for his birthday. Uncle Allen will be watching you for the evening. Mommy will see you in. Sandra wondered who this could be, she didn't know anyone that drove a red Honda, and sure nobody who would have a sports car. Was it perhaps somebody who wanted to have a look at her again? Sandra sighed and walked up to the car. When she reached the door, she bent down at her waist and looked inside the car."Nice ass!" Sandra heard somebody say behind her, but she didn't spend any notice to him. She looked in the car and then her jaw dropped. "Veronique?" she said slowly."Hi, Sandra,". Get your shit and get out,” I replied tersely. “Now!”She considered me dispassionately.She curled her lip in a sneer.”Your uncle hired me. You have no say young man.”“Ingrid if I see you again I will beat you with that fucking crop” I coldly promised her.She narrowed her eyes, taking my measure for a a physical confrontation.She closed her bag and smiled. “I shall contact your uncle and inform him of your actions.”She left.Leah came in the room and hugged me from behind. “She was getting worse.