Rain Flower Kotra Siva Rama Krishna There was instant troubling expression in his face. “What exactly you want to say?” “When did you have your last sexual intercourse?” her voice was with the same firmness. His face reddened. “What the bloody hell you are saying?” “You gave me the permission to talk anything freely.” Without swerving even a little Liza said. “Then ……” his face did not lose its rigidness. “Answer my question. When did you have it the last time? Did you have sexual intercourse with anyone after your wife’s death?” “You are shameless! You are talking more inappropriate