In the evening, my mother confronted me.She enquired about the reason of my audacious behavior. I could not hold it any longer and began to cry like a... baby. My mom got worried; she thought something had happened to me. Finally, mom succeeded in winning my confidence. She sat me on my bed and asked me tell everything. I kept on crying and divulged everything to her from my first sex to incestuous relation between Vishal and Asha aunt and Vishal’s wish to fuck my mother. I apologized for my deeds. I peeped several times inside; Neetu was inside shivering from cold, sometimes sitting on the floor & sometimes standing. It was now about 3 hours now, since Neetu was inside the bathroom.I though noticed a young man roaming in front of my house several times in few intervals, with a packet in his hands. I think he was a labour of Laddan who was roaming to get a chance to pass cloths to Neetu but I was enjoying the punishment for Neetu. Hours passed and it was 8 in the night and Neetu still. I watched in fascination as she took out the shabby grey coat she'd worn yesterday on her release."Here you are, you can burn this one," she laughed and dipped in again for more, the whole bagful went that way, and we toasted the flaming end of each garment with lager. Finally, the biggest, grubbiest knickers I'd ever seen came out, and we roared with laughter as she danced around the garden, a can of lager in one hand and a stick with the burning knickers hanging on the end of it, in the other. "Nein, we make out good. Martin has refined to point of excellence, all we need is this final test and we can produce. Eh, Martin?"Martin was sour-faced, but he allowed a fleeting grin to cross his mouth. I noticed that his eyes did not light up as well."Yes, Reinhardt. This is our subject?" No, this is our object... I found the tester, Martin." Certainly, Can he be trusted?"I was resenting Martin's high-handed manner and third-person referral to me, with me standing right there, so I broke.