She continued reading the interesting semi-epistolary novel for few minutes more and then put it on the corner of bathtub. She then cleaned herself and stood to put on her lower dress.
“Shumaila, are you there?” The old man asked her.
“Oh yes, I am here! What happened?”
“Nothing, I got up from the nap and didn’t find you. I was much bothered about you and guessed you must be in the bathroom.”
“Yes, I am! I just finished! Wait for a minute.”
“I can even wait longer.”
She turned and knelt to lift up her panties which she felt little wet now while she was absorbed in reading. But then suddenly the gust of wind opened the door unexpected. She was leaned down examining her panties before lifting it up while he was standing outside near the door. He looked closely at her bareback, from her
