Letter/Story 69 About Lizamoa

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            Hi, all of our friends in India. Here we are doing well and we are happy to hear that you are all keeping well too.

            Now, this little letter is going to be a bit different. This letter is about one person, Lizamoa, but it was not our intention for her to write any part of it. We have heard a lot from Lizamoa lately as she has written about us, so we decided we are going to write about her. Well, that was our plan but as you will see below it didn't work out like that.

            We have seen the success which Joseph has made with his job and buying the house but his wife has made a number of successes of her own. So without anymore from me, Lizamoa – this is your life. (Well your life since you came to New Zealand anyway.)

Mike:-

           I am pleased to be the first to open this story concerning Lizamoa. I have always had a lot of respect for Lizamoa. From that first trip they made to visit us, Lizamoa and I have become very close. She is a very talented and capable woman, not to mention her bedroom skills as well. I always enjoy having sex with her.
                   (See Letter 37 Part B & Letter 38 Part B & Letter 47 Part B) 
         When they moved to New Zealand I saw her arrive and straight away she had to hold her little family together as they struggled with the challenges of beginning life in a new country. While Joseph was learning about life in New Zealand and preparing for when he was due to start work in his new job Lizamoa was already living life in New Zealand. By that I mean she had to learn about the many things required to live here, such as where to get food, finding a doctor, and all those other important things her young family needs, then quickly put them into practice. Of course, it helped a lot that Shanti was there to help and show her as well.

           What made things harder for her was living in our house. Yes I know we all got along well and there was no trouble but it is not the same as having your own house and your own space. Also, there was the problem of not having their own furniture and other personal items which were still travelling in the container. But Lizamoa didn’t let this stop her. She just cheerfully got on with her life making do with whatever she had.

           Once they moved into the new house then another set of problems presented themselves.  We all helped to unpack the container and getting all the furniture and boxes into the house but once we were finish and we all went home, and Joseph went off to work so it was up to Lizamoa to make sure the house got sorted out and everything unpacked. She did surprisingly well and within a few days when she invited us up for a meal the house already was looking ship-shape, the way a Lizamoa house should look.
         Great job honey,
                   Love Mike.

       

            Shanti: - I think one of Lizamoa’s biggest successes was in her dealing with relationships within and outside her family. Throughout this entire time, Lizamoa and Joseph appeared to be getting on well. Along with this, her mother-in-law Greeshma was also staying with them. Like many older people, Greeshma was struggling with settling into a new country.

            From the very first day Greeshma was in New Zealand she began struggling with new things she came across. The first problem for her was dealing with New Zealand bathrooms. Lizamoa was so patient with her, showing her and talking her through these challenges.

            The other interesting relationship was with my parents. I am ashamed to admit that Lizamoa gets on better with my parents than I do.

           Mike:- “Well really Shanti that wouldn’t be that hard to do would if? You don’t exactly go out of your way to get on with your parents, do you?”

            One of her breakthroughs was encouraging Greeshma to make friends with my parents, particularly my mother. They now get on like they are life-long friends. Once Greeshma found an Indian friend, she settled into New Zealand very quickly.

            And while she did all this, Lizamoa had a full-time job looking after little Jagesh as well. Not long after arriving in New Zealand Jagesh caught a bad cold which affected him, making him quite sick for a few days. Of course, Lizamoa was there with him taking care of him, nursing him through it. 

            So how do you sum up the achievements Lizamoa has made since coming to New Zealand? It is hard because most of her achievements have been little things and little steps. It is just when you begin to list them, add them all up, that you begin to realise just how well and how much she has done.

  

            Jenny: While all of this was going on in Lizamoa’s life there was an important event rushing up in our life; the birth of our twin daughters, Carol and Kirsten. When I was in the last few days Lizamoa came over to our place to help me each day. She was there when things started to happen. She rang Peter and then rang Shanti. Shanti said she could look after young Jagesh until Joseph came home and so Lizamoa came with me to the hospital.

            Peter arrived soon after we got there and then Mike and Shanti turned up not too long after that. As we went into the night Mike had to go home, and Shanti offered to stay with Peter and I. But Lizamoa, you said you would stay with me and so you sat with me through everything, sitting opposite Peter holding my hand.

            And Lizamoa was still there when the girls arrived after mid-night. She was a real encouragement for both Peter and I. Once the babies arrived Peter rang Mike and Shanti. Shanti drove into the hospital and after seeing us for a short while she took Lizamoa home with her. 

           Peter: -  Well it has been left for me to tell you the next story of Lizamoa. It happened a few weeks after Jenny had come home from the hospital. Before the babies, Jenny had been helping us out with a bit of work each day in the car yard. You know just some of the book work, phones etc during the middle of the day.

            We had been trying to manage without her but things were getting behind. Jenny suggested that we ask Lizamoa if she wanted a few hours of work each day. Liz was unsure how she could help us but was interested in the job. We showed her what to do and soon she was doing a great job getting through the work quickly.

            Well, a couple of days after she started, I had to go out for an hour. Mike was over at the other yard because we were down one man over there and the salesman who worked in our yard was away at lunch. I left Lizamoa to man the phones and greet any people who came to the yard.

            When I returned Lizamoa came running out saying she had sold a car. It turned out that a couple came into the yard and somehow she managed to sell them a car. There was one small problem; she had no idea how to do any of the paperwork so she asked them to come back in an hour. I thought well that was the last we’d see of those two.

            Lizamoa seemed sure they would come back and sure enough, that's what happened. And they were well and truly sold on the car. So how she did that I will never know. Lizamoa hardly knows anything about cars, she can’t even drive one but yet she managed to sell a $18,000.00 car. I gave her the commission for it too.

            Steve: - There is now only one story left of this collection of short Lizamoa stories. This was when we decided to go up to Mike’s uncle’s farm. This would not be what you would call a well-run farm as they have let it get run down a lot over the years. In some of the back paddocks, there are more weeds and gorse than grass. But they are always happy to see us and there are always lots of rabbits and goats to shoot.

            This time we took the girls with us. Well, Shanti and Lizamoa anyway. Jenny couldn’t go, so Sharon decided to stay back with her.

            We took a couple of 22s with us to shoot a few rabbits too. Shanti took a couple of shots with us and took out a rabbit with one of them. Lizamoa was impressed with this. It goes back to that hunting thing in India I think.

            By the time we got up to the back of the farm, with the noise we were making every rabbit in the district must have known we were there. Mike decided to let Lizamoa have a go at shooting something. The chosen target turned out to be an old fence post. He made her lay down on the grass and take her shot from there so she was better able to steady the rifle. She actually hit the target with her fourth shot which was pretty good at that distance.

            We decided to go back down through the other side of the farm which was more overgrown than the route we had taken up. Coming around a corner we came upon a group of goats in a clearing below us. Peter decided to let Lizamoa take first shot. Bad idea! The outcome was she took her shot which didn’t appear to hit anything and before any of us could get onto a target, the goats had scattered, disappearing into the scrub.

            Anyway, Lizamoa can now say she did go hunting even if the best she hit was an old half rotten fence post. What mattered more to Lizamoa was that she had tried hunting and experienced what it was like to shoot a rifle off. The fact that she came home empty handed didn’t seem to bother her. 

           Hey, it is Lizamoa here.

           I have just found this open on Shanti’s computer. When I read it through I have noticed there is one thing missing!  Sex! Come on you guys don’t you know you are writing for The Letter’s Book. You know, the book Steve called the "Naughty Letter Book". Well, my question is: -  What is the ‘naughty’ about this letter? Where is the sex?

           While Shanti is lying down asleep and the kids are sleeping too so it seems it's up to me to put the “naughty” into this letter. 

           Once a month we have arranged to get together as couples for an adult evening. Well since Jenny’s twins were only about four weeks old we decided to have our evening at her and Peter’s place so if the babies needed her she was there. Of course, our kids were taken by my mother-in-law and Shanti’s parents.

           Since they were staying over we had the evening to ourselves which was good. I am becoming to like this New Zealand idea of the parents taking the grandchildren once a month.

            After dinner, we were sitting around deciding what to do for the evening. Steve said we could play “Strip” again but we had played that a few times now and there wasn’t the same excitement of taking off our clothes.

           Then Mike said, “We all think taking off our clothes playing ‘Strip’ isn’t so much fun now so let’s play something different. Let’s play it the other way."   

            "What?” asked Shanti.  

           “We all start naked and then each time a strip demand is made we put something back on.  The winner is the first person to get completely dressed.”

           “Hey, that’s an idea,” agreed Steve.

            “You mean we all do a reverse strip?” asked Jenny.

            “Exactly!” said Mike. “We all start naked and play until we all end up completely dressed. We can even call it Reverse Strip.”

           “And it will make things easier when we want to go home because we’ll know where all our clothes are,” laughed Steve.

             So that was what we did. Everybody quickly stripped off their gear and then sat down to play. It was a very different way to play and actually became quite interesting as we watched each other, step by step, getting our clothes back on.

             Of course in my case I had to put my sari back on starting with my panties and bra, then item by item I put on my sari skirt, sari blouse and finally the sari came last.

             An hour and a half later the game was over and we have all dressed again. It was a husband and wife team which took out the prize for first and second ones dressed. Good on you Jenny and Peter.

            And Steve was right about going home too. In this case, there was no “Where’s my bra?” or “Where’s my shirt?” We could just say goodbye to each other and go home. 

            Opps!  I’ve been caught!

            I may have to leave you now as Shanti has just woken up and caught me on the computer.  If you are reading this then she hasn’t deleted it.

            She came into the room, “Hey, Liz. What are you typing?”

            “Just typing a letter, Shanti.”

            “What letter?” Then coming closer she noticed the file that was open. “You’re not supposed to be writing in that letter. It is about you - not by you.”

            Then she began to read what I had just been typing above.

            “That was a fun night,” she laughed and with that, she was gone. 

             So where was I? Oh yes, the Reverse Strip game. One of the best parts about the game Strip is the surprise or mystery of discovering what people are wearing under their clothes and then seeing what they look like naked.  We could put surprise into the Reverse Strip game by bringing a second set of clothes, so the other players would have no idea what we were going to be putting on during the game. This way they would be surprised, making the game more interesting and fun for everybody.

Sharon: - Hi everyone.

            When Shanti gave me this file so Steve and I could add in our stories she told me that Lizamoa had found the file and added a story of her own. We have decided to keep her story, it is rather good. And yes Lizamoa we do need something sexy in this story because as my Steve says it is the 'Naughty Letter Book', isn’t it?           

            Now to my story which is about Lizamoa.

            We were at her place one day when she expressed to us that she has been putting on weight since she had the baby. She was asking what she could do to lose it.

            Steve suggested that she might want to try going to the gym where he worked.

            “I’ve never been to a gym before,” she confessed. “What is it like?”

            “On just a place where people can exercise and get fit.”

            “Do they all exercise together?”

            “Well when we have a class they do but others prefer to do their own exercise program.”

            “What is a program?”

            We began to realise that here was a woman who knew absolutely nothing about fitness gyms. We decided to invite her to find out. Steve arranged for a one-week free trial so she could see what it was like. She was still unsure so to encourage her I offered to go with her. 

            The first day we turned up at the gym and went to get changed. Lizamoa put on a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. We then went out to meet Steve in the gym. Of course, we then did all the usual things where he got her on the scales, measured her fat level and took a few other measurements of her body.  

            Once this was done it was time to go out onto the floor to try a few exercises. Steve decided to start her on some machines. The first was the treadmill and she rather liked that but did say she would like going for a walk better.

            We then tried her on the rowing machine and although she did well she did say she wasn’t so happy with this machine. As we went through the various machines she had her opinion on each either liking or disliking it.

            The second day we went we decided to try an aerobics class. This was really what she liked. Lizamoa had taken classical dance classes when she was younger and so doing aerobics was something she liked.   

            The third time Lizamoa came to the gym she attended a lesson in eating for health. This idea was that exercise wasn’t enough. We have to look at our eating habits as well; she said afterwards she found this lesson very interesting and that she had learnt so much about the food we eat. But I don’t know that Joseph was so happy when his meals began to change with less meat and fat with more vegetables instead. Ha Ha Joseph!

            Well, the final outcome was that Lizamoa has decided to join the gym and she goes down with Shanti or Jenny three or four times each week. But to Lizamoa there is more to it than just exercising. For her going to the gym is a social event as well. She likes to go with and workout with a friend so she now encourages us, girls, to come with her. Need I add that whenever any of us go with her we always have fun. Some might say, too much laughing and not enough workout, but isn't laughing good for the body too?           

            Joseph: - Ever since I was sitting at my parents’ house watching a shy young girl walking down our road looking for our house I have been captured by Lizamoa’s beauty. By this, I do not just mean her physical beauty because she is also a beautiful person inside too.

            I want to say thank you all our friends for writing such nice things about my beautiful wife Lizamoa. I want to say thank you to Lizamoa for being that beautiful person.

            I am very fortunate to have been blessed with such a lovely wife. She makes a very devoted wife to me, a loving and caring mother to our child and a good friend to all our friends.           

            I love you Lizamoa!

                        Joseph.    

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