Narendra had decided much earlier that he would speak nothing but truth."I learned it in Bangkok from some lovely experts, professionals," he said."Di...d you fuck other women?" Yes – for our better married life. Are you angry?" Narendra said.Pramila did not respond – she just looked at the face of her husband."Tell me are you angry that I fucked others?" he asked again."No. Not at all! The result is really great,' Pramila said beaming. "How you dodged aunty when you were out for your training. I never realized just how many different tools Dad had accumulated. Some of them we only used a couple times a year, but when we needed them, we needed them. Other tools we used seasonally and some we used once or twice a month. Where we were going, we wouldn’t have neighbors to borrow tools from.Closing my eyes, I pictured the wall of the barn where Dad kept most of the tools. As I pictured each tool, a mental image of the first time Dad had showed me how to use it came to mind. I realized,. Ten dresses later lay a bunch of two piece bathing suits and then what seemed to be an endless array of exquisitly expensive lingerie. ‘What’s all this,’ I asked. ‘These are props I use in my work, did you see how some have dry-cleaners tags? Well those after the next shoot will have been used too many times and will be retired. Usually I give them to the last girl that poses in them, would you like to be that girl and take this all home?’ ‘Of course I would, but I could never pose in those,’. ..She didn't let me finish my word and raised her hand to hit me. Before she reached to me I ran inside the hall.Next day afternoon Didi was talking with her girlfriend on phone. I heard she asked her friend to accompany her for some shopping. Her friend told her to confirm that in the evening. After some time I caught didi alone in the corner (I have to wait for opportunity to get her alone as mother used to be around all the time)."Didi I also wanted to do some shopping. Shall I come with.