My dad used to come from office with a gajra everyday and tied it on Munmun’s hair bun in front of all the other servants in the house before procee...ding to the bedroom for the daily session of sex. Munmun always wore sexy sarees and had make up put on and her hair done up neatly in a bun.My mother soon started being present in the room to help my dad and Munmun. Sometimes I would see my mom comforting my dad’s balls by rubbing it as he drilled Munmun’s vagina.All this went on for over 2 years. The room was dark with the only light coming from the late movie on the television a few meters before the couch where I lay. It was an old 'monster movie' from the 50's - and was rather good for the genre, if you can get over the ridicules effects and comical monster. I could care less how great it was - watching it like the drone effect that only eighteen year olds can do. I was in the basement in the family room.The family was all upstairs sleeping. Dad having to work tomorrow. Mom has some. I was terrified. My heart was beating fast I didn’t know what to do while waiting when finally I heard him arrive. He was there at my front door. I opened and he came in.We were sitting both at one side of the sofa, it was weird but I was still excited and he looked like I had pictured him so I felt reassured. I asked him if he wanted to drink something and we started watching a soccer program as we both liked soccer. I was still terrified but feeling more and more comfortable at the same. I went at noon because that is when I had seen her the first time. I began to think it might be that she came at other times. Or perhaps she didn't come very often at all. Maybe my seeing her was just a fluke, a once in a lifetime coincidence. I couldn't bring myself to accept that. I couldn't allow myself to believe that.It was a Saturday when it happened again. It was late March and the weather was quite blustery with rain showers. I was in a book store, looking at magazines in the flight.