‘Oh, Ammalu, my dear sweet girl, in sound sleep last night, I had a feeling of a peacock feather gently moving here, there and all over my body. It didn’t, however, take much time to realize the truth that it was your hand movements. I’m elated, you’re back to your good old days!’
‘Sorry for the damage caused to your sound sleep , SP dear!
I was looking for the cash box key and I had to search top to bottom of your body’