I AM A NAMBOODIRI WOMAN, NEARING FORTY, BUT STILL I HAD MY
MONTHLY PERIODS.
I used to go to our family pond for my bath, every day at early morning, with
just a bath towel to cover my nudity. I would carry an oil lamp, with a handle
to carry. Our estate is very vast and no one would come at that time. So I
removed my towel and took bath comfortably. When I had finished and wiped dry
my body, some powerful hand held me and began kissing my breasts and private
parts. I had no sex for almost a decade and My sex urge knew no bounds. I lay
down and widened my thighs. His penis entered into my body and I soon went to
sleep, after the act. When I woke up And realized what had happened, I washed
my body again and went back to our house.
I hoped he would come again and so it happened again . This
time I saw his face. He knew my husband and I have seen him several times. We
never came out when men are the visitors.
After several months of this illegal sex, I became pregnant.
I cajoled my husband and awakened his sex and we had intercourse. After another
month, I told him I am carrying. He became very happy and gave sweets to all those
who came to see him.
In due course , I gave birth to a boy , fair skinned and
with plenty of hair. When he became four, my man told my husband to send him to
a Convent school. Afterwards, he joined
the Prinstone College in Madras and became a lawyer. He came back and began
practice in the District Court. Then he was selected as Sub-judge and finally
he became a Judge of the high Court, when I became old and my man passed away.
My husband had died a few years earlier.
I kept a sealed cover, in which I enclosed a note,
describing my secret story, to be opened by my son, after my death.
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