Uma likes to share my dose of spirits. That's what she did yesterday. But her share was a full two measures.
She loves to get a kick of the spirits, once-in-a-while. I am afraid, the frequency is now up . Its me, who tempts her. I know that. But how not to ?
Yesterday at around 4 pm, she asked me whether I'll take her to the temple. I said , "yes, if you desire so". Smiling , with her bright and slightly up teeth, she said " that's very nice. We'll have a good time today". I thought what she meant is the happiness from her praying at the temple. But, later in the evening, I realised that she meant a lot more.
In the evening, at about 5.30 pm, when I was engaged in my home tasks (washing my car !), she called me and asked me to get ready for the temple trip. I knew that she is about to get ready.
I quickly finished washing the carr, wiped off clean, and put it away from the wash place close to the gate. I went in and to the bath room. I heard Uma taking the bath in her room.
I had a quick bath and came to the dining. I saw a cup of black coffee waiting for me (Uma is an excellant home manager !, she understnads me well !). With the coffee, I went to her room. It was getting close to 6 pm. Uma was still in the bath. I went to the porch, just watching the traffic in the front side road.
After a few minutes, I heard Uma's call "Maamma, are you ready ?". Oh, she is back, I thought. "OK, not really. Five minutes ! ". I went to my room, on the way peeking into Uma's room. The door is not closed, but half open. I peeped in, and she was wearing the shawl of the settumundu. She is ready in her settumundu. The mundu had a red border, with matching red blouse. My Xray eyes scanned her. Althrough.. She was smiling and asked "Maamma, why are you staring so much ?... ". Acting like an actress, in a dance pose, she asked me "How's my dress? Kollamo ? ". I just nodded my head. "Maamma , this is a cheap settumundu.. Last time you got me from Karaalkada, remember ? Again I nodded my head, and said " But what's inside the settumundu is very expensive and beautiful". She was surprised in my comment, having dual meaning. She came running to me and caught on my ears and pinched. Oh.. the beautiful and exciting fragrance.. Uma's hair oil is so exotic.. I couldn't resist... and a few intimate moments went by. "No...No...its not right.. we are to the temple... ! " and she slipped away.
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