Addressing Ritu's father, Jay said, "Sir, I love your daughter Ritu. I believe she loves me as well. I have already given her a ring which symbolized ...that love. Sir, Ritu and I wish to ask you for your permission and blessings to be married."Ritu said not a word, but she was smiling broadly. Still standing slightly behind Jay, she tightly squeezed his arm.Ritu's father stood with a serious look on his face and replied. "Young man, you take much for granted. You have come here and boldly asked. I'd bought condiments to make a marinade and I placed the chicken in the refrigerator to soak and then quickly threw together a tossed salad making my own dressing using fresh dill I'd purchased at the store the day before. I had rolls and fresh broccoli to round out our dinner. It was still too early for him to return so I fixed a gin and tonic and wandered out to the swing to relax. I still had a hard time believing I was here with Matthew. It made me feel warm inside preparing a meal for him. No one seemed even slightly embarrassed by the sight of my naked wife and her passionate attention to me. She had dropped her tunic on the ground and nobody thought to pick it up or comment on it. Everyone was much more interested in the fact of my arrival. I noted much whispering and pointing, especially by the ladies."Well, there is a traditional feast for the men who marry the Head's daughters. This is particularly significant if the Head has no surviving sons, as I do not. My living wives. Being in X class, I was still very shy and introvert, my face was completely red due to blush and on seeing this Ankita started laughing which made me blush more.Ankita: What happened?Me (Gaurav): Di, it’s a kind of…. err..Ankita: That’s fine Gaurav. This is reality and we should not be shy about it.Me: But di, studying this in front of you…Ankita: Isn’t your teacher female? Or if he is male don’t you have any girls in your class? We should not be so closed about this as it is for educating.