Touch it and see what you think.”I did and was shocked, it was as slick and soft as any panty I had felt. “What do you think?” Mom asked.I nodde... yes and she said, “Good, now why don’t you go get one of those pretzels you like so much and I will pick up a few things and meet you in the mall.”There was no sense discussing it, I was so bummed out. I had picked out something just for me and it ended up ruined. I rode home with Mom in a bit of a sullen mood but tried not to show it. After all. I knocked on her door, she asked me to come in. “Go get me some apple juice and a few crackers hun”. I ran down to the kitchen, got what she had asked for and made my way back to her bedroom. She started coughing violently when I walked in; she managed to ask me to place it on the night table next to her.As soon as I put the glass and plate down she ripped the duvet off her, displaying her naked body. She told me she’d wanted to be with me for a long time and that her uncle stopped being with. . . no wine, though later, some time after dinner, some cognac in exquisitely etched, warmed balloons. Those softly sparkling glasses in hand, he had guided her to the roof. He knew she would be charmed by the view of the already half somnolent city, the shiny domes and turrets of the Temple a burnished gold in the glow of faraway focused spotlights. The soft night breeze carried the waft of her scent to him again and again, almost as if insistent. But instead of obeying the impulse that. But she tried and pulled her skirt down. I could see that Rachna’s legs were shaking. Then we pretended to be studying. Pragnya: Aahh, today the bus was overcrowded. I did not go by them.Then she noticed something awkward. We both were sweating and heavy breathing.Pragnya: Hey, what happened to you two?! Did you join a race or what?Then she switched on the fan and went near Rachana. She asked Rachana –Pragnya: What happened?Rachna was looking a little angry and she didn’t reply. Then Pragnya.