Servants would bustle about the kitchen to ready the morning meal and a thousand other tasks would need doing. But at this moment, for a brief while, ...there was stillness. The early morning sunlight broke through a gap in silken window hangings onto a broad, stout bed, covered in soft furs and more silk. Two figures in the bed shifted slightly against each other. The woman woke first, squinting into the sunlight, then turning to look at the sleeping man. She had a rich head of chestnut hair,. I could never imagine another golden opportunity like that ever again in my life.Girija aunty came with a bowl of boiled and smashed rice. She was so caring and helped me with a teaspoon as I could not eat with my shivering hands. I had to drink hot water and Girija aunty asked me to sleep and call her if I want anything. I could not tell her that I came for her though my entire mind was filled with filthy thoughts about her.I was given a thick quilt and I fell asleep as soon as the lights were. This was appropriate dress for an informal dinner and conversation. But it was clothing that I could quickly lose should the need become necessary. Downstairs, the ladies were already eating their dinner and apologized for starting without me. I knew what the “munchies” were and totally understood. I retrieved a beer from the refrigerator and sat down at the table. I opened my beer, began to eat my portion of dinner, and attempted to determine what the two were up to. Getting them to talk. I hid quietly as I watched a grubby, dirtylooking man taking out the garbage. He filled the dumpster with sometrash bags and then went back inside. This was obviously the janitordoing his morning after clean up. It gave me an idea but I would haveto wait until he came out again. I snuck around the garbage bins tothe other side of the back door and hid behind some boxes.Soon enough, the door opened again as the burly man brought out somemore trash bags. I quickly and quietly slipped inside the.