Our short conversation ended when my dad insisted I meet an old neighbor I hadn't seen in twenty years. At that point, I was still oblivious.Now, as I...reached out to open the kitchen door, I considered the unusual route my father had taken to get to Route 81 on our way to Chambersburg. For some unknown reason we went through the small village of Beach Lake. Gazing out the car window as we passed through the village, I saw a scene I had long ago forgotten. Towering pines lined a long drive. She took off my T-Shirt & I undid her kurta buttons still engaged in kissing each other. Maine apne ek haath se usse tight pakad liya tha our kiss kar raha tha our mera dusra haath uski naram naram gaand sehla raha tha. Phir maine uska kurta utaar diya, usne bra nahi pehni thi our uske boobs bahut pyaare they uske nipples gulabi they. Mai unhe chumne laga “ aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh naresh plssssssssss jorrrrr se mat karo na “ Maine dheere se uski salwaar bhi utaar di usne white color ki panty pehni. Afterwards, we held each other, much as we did on other occasions in the dark, but with the late-afternoon sunlight illuminating the already white room. Once again, I was conscious of our surroundings, but I didn’t care. He was almost ready to go home after looking at the alarm clock on the nightstand and washing his hands, but he had no idea what he had gotten himself into. I asked him if he wanted more. Of course he did. As we stood, kissing and just holding each other, I eased him back onto. He will love it. He always does.”Sally swallowed hard. Any more of this and she would either scream out loud, or yell at her mother and tell her did she know her Dad was u*********s, in a c***, dying. She felt a chill inside as she wondered how she would cope with her mother looking down on the shrunken, wasted frame of the man she had loved and who would soon leave her. How would her mother cope – afterwards?They were able to park in a disabled slot right in front of the main visitors’.