This actually happened in the Spring of 1963. My wife and I had gotten married two days before Christmas in ’62 and then early the following Spring had moved from what had been my apartment in the city into her mother’s small two bedroom Finger Lake cottage, in order to save money. The cottage was where my wife had lived and grown up but, until she and I moved in, it had sat empty.
"Tap, tap, tap, tap..." The sound of high heels striking the floor echoed through the corridor of the teaching building, crisp and resonant. As the footsteps drew closer, my heart began to beat faster and faster. I was all too familiar with such an imposing stride. Moments later, a stunningly beautiful woman in a black professional suit and skirt entered the office. She had an exquisite, fair-skinned oval face, with long, dark hair elegantly pinned up at the back...
A Halloween 2022 Contest Entry
A college student is struggling after both her grandmother and mother die in the same year. But when going through their things, she finds an ancient Chinese manuscript. Then a translation her great-grandmother did, telling a supernatural story of a magical pearl necklace, women that can turn into foxes, and family love. And after learning all of this, will she act like a modern "American Woman", or continue the unique "family tradition"?
This is an attempt to share my experiences with you as I go down the memory lane. Malabar is a semiurban area in kerala - the southern state of India. Majority of the population are muslims like myself living peacefully with our hindu and christian brothers. A vast majortiy of the menfolk work in middle east leaving their women with big houses, plenty of money and no sex! If you do get offended by incest please ignore this one!