To James, just finding ancient pieces from a temple in Peru would guarantee him digs for the rest of his life. My work, on the other hand, was not onl...y to find them, but to give them significance, understand them, and, if I could, tell their story. "Yes, well," James seemed like someone had just snapped their fingers and jolted him from a trance, "I will leave you to take notes and pictures." He smiled. "Then I want to show you what we found this morning." His eyebrows bobbed up and down. "I. “What happened,” my mom asked.Sheela waited for a few mins for her breathing to become normal and apologized to my mom for the inconvenience. I realized that She was afraid of darkness. It was a kind of phobia. They started to talk about various things. Then the conversation went on to Pradeep. she said that Pradeep had started taking alcohol and they were getting into frequent fights just because of her inability to satisfy his sexual desire. My mom was feeling embarrassed as she had never. "Come on in, Tim is in the living room." Bill added and allowed us in the door.As we entered the living room we found Tim relaxing on the sofa watching the mid-day news. Tim was an inch shorter than Bill. His shoulder length brown hair was still damp from the shower and the robe he wore hid his frame from Betty's eyes."Tim this is Betty." Bill saidTim stood up and doing so his robe opened briefly allowing Betty and I to get a glance of his nude body before he closed it."Hello, sorry about the. She was gasping and panting. Supergirl looked hardly like a heroine, more like a beaten, degradated and humiliated slut. There was no pride or dignity in her now. He smiled, looking at her with contempt. Now he needed to get rid of her for good. He planned to kill her first, but he decided it would be too risky. Killing the heroine might cause lot of problems, other heroines would like to avenge her. His goal was to make her suffer, to humiliate the whore and make sure she'll never forget about.