I slowly pulled Snehal’s chin & gave her smooch. This was the first time we we’re having smooch without anyone’s fear. Our chocolate saliva was ...being exchanged. We were loving it. We paused for breath. My hand started to move on her back. I put my hand inside her top & unclasp her bra hook.“No viraaj, not now. Wait for sometime. I’m not yet ready ”“Okay dear, whenever you say so.”And we continued watching movie. After the movie was finished, she wanted to go for piss.“Where’s the bathroom..? I. Amongst other queries he put to me, one was, whether I was married? I replied, that I was too young to think of that this many a year. To that of my age, I answered, and sunk a year upon him, passing myself for not above seventeen. As to my way of life, I told him I had served an apprenticeship to a milliner in Preston, and was come to town after a relation, that I had found, on my arrival, was dead, and now lived journey-woman to a milliner in town. That last article, indeed, was not much of. She saw a young woman, about her own age, standing where Katherine's grave should have been. She was dressed in a long white satin dress, long blonde hair fell in loose curls about her shoulders like a golden cloud. She held a bouquet of flowers that Jennifer recognized as the bouquet she had placed on Katherine's grave that morning. The woman lifted the flowers to her face and drank in the sweet fragrance. She raised her eyes and, as her gaze met Jennifer's, a warm, welcoming smile lit up her. ..”I held up a hand, “More than being a marshal is at stake.”She looked down before looking at me, “My father was known as Asp.”I nodded, “Is he still working or retired?”She smiled, “Retired with a wife and a half dozen children.”I sat back, “Why did you falsify your entrance application?”She snorted, “The daughter of a known assassin?”I shook my head, “Your father was very good but outside of the school he was not known.”She blinked, “But...”I held up a hand again, “Asp had left the school.