"What happened?" he asked."You hurt a good man," Araali answered. "If you try to run I will hit you again."I got my cell phone out of my briefcase and... called the police. Two police cars arrived. One took my assailant to jail. The other took me to the emergency room of a hospital. I had a bad black eye in my left eye, and my left eye was bloodshot, but an examination revealed no permanent damage.When my wife came to pick me up she had obviously been crying. When she saw Araali she hugged him,. There was the cool night breeze, the glow ofthe street lights against the black of the sky, people passing, laughingand shouting. She suddenly felt aware of her own body as if it wassomething new and strange, as if noticing it for the first time - the wayher skirt felt on her thighs, the way the wind tickled her calves, herbreasts moving under her top, her hair brushing her shoulders, the taste ofher lipstick. When she got back to her room she stripped off and examinedherself in the mirror. Their English had improved somewhat with practicing on their tourist guests but it was still not easy to make things clear. He began to understand that their culture was quite connected with their village and area. There were many practical things that had to be learned by both men and women, many of which were agricultural. This meant a lot of time out in the hills. For generations the older ones had taught many things about nature and sex was part of that. As the younger ones got interested. There was a knock on the door, and mom jumped up, and backed away. I shuffled my hips to get my shorts back on, and by the time I did, mom had grabbed a bathrobe, and wound it around her sexy frame. "Who could that be?" I wondered, and we both went to answer the door.The woman on the other side was a very attractive redhead, and by the looks of her belly, ready to give birth at any moment."Amber!" My mom greeted her, "Come in, and take a load off. You know you really shouldn't be walking around.