After his departure I received a call from Dad about our routine. After talking to him for 5 mins, I rushed towards the entry door and was surprised t...o see the bundle of her blouse and peticoat in the porch staircase lying aside. In the entry door only I removed my sandals and thru the hall was surprised to spotted Swati’s red panties partly wet & torn lying on the 1st stair of the staircase. Then above few stairs it was her red bra with hooks apart, and finally on the last stair was her saree.. "You'll wear the shirt, m'lady. And the britches. Sal, get yer britches off, girl! The lady has need of 'em." Up at the other end of the boat, the serving wench was crying bitterly, but she tugged the britches down her skinny legs and handed them to Mary-Ann. The maid's face was ashamed as she handed them to Catherine. "She's pissed in them, m'lady, beggin' your pardon. But you must wear them. 'Tis your only chance."It was a nightmare. Surely she would wake up soon. The silk rustled and all. “I thought we did that.” My voice is flat but it cracks anyway. I ache to touch you, to make us forget. There's a yawning distance between us and all of a sudden I don't feel so brave.“Yeah.” You look at your shoes. I want you to watch me. I will your selfish, downcast eyes to search my face, as I was searching yours. Does our love amount to so little?“Obie, maybe if you weren't a radio host..?” The words come softly. I can feel the phrases brewing in me as I talk. If I can keep speaking, I. Without turning Mrs Arnold said “Delores grandk**s.”“What the fuck do they want” the voice from inside said “Just about to find out,” Mrs Arnold said “Go On boys” she added. “Well it sounds like your busy, perhaps another time,” I said“No No, you made it this far, don’t mind Mr Arnold, is it weed u came looking for boys?” she said smiling.“Well, you did say you had some good shit to Grandma, and we have a party tonight”. Brady said“Ah what you got to trade?” came the reply“Well I guess out.