We went home and things went on. after few days my parents had to leave to their native place due to their relative’s death. they said they return o...nly after 3 days and asked me to have food at Deepa place. they also informed depose said she will take care of me very well till they come back & gave me a naughty smile. Next day morning to use this right opportunity I bunked my college and when her husband left I went to her house to have breakfast. I knocked the door and went in. I saw her at. Once everything was laid out, he grabbed the makeup bag andwent back into the bathroom. Once his face was all made up, his sissypersona Carissa was shining through and all that worry and anxiety wasgone, he blew a kiss in the mirror as he let the towel fall to the floor.He sat on the bed and reached over his pipe and packed a bowl, taking adeep hit and exhaling the smoke, he loved looking at objects after beinghis mouth, there was something to seeing the lipstick residue that reallyturned him. I had just assumed that we had been too busy to 'talk'. Now I wondered if something else was going on.I also realized it was a mistake to allow all our marine 'guards', the ones trained and hired to keep watch over our family, to leave together. After the defeat and death of Bandor, we had relaxed, assuming that our enemies were gone. It was now obvious, after the fact, that there were other enemies out there. A little late, I vowed to do more to guard and protect my family. Although I was. I should have pushed her up against a wall, and done what I do best. I should have held her against the metal door of the stall and got her wet with a hand tight on her throat. Nibbling on her ear, biting her wrist… these would both have been good, calming, less dramatic things to do. That and fuck her. I so should have fucked her.What would that have even looked like, though…? Whatever. Couldn’t matter less. Fuck realism. I just wish I could have helped her there. There’s really no cure for.