I spoke to her a little and felt sorry for being alone at home.I told her that since I have a job I can give her company during evening hours. She can...drop by my house by evening and can leave before her husband comes. We can have a chat and tea. She happily agreed to that and then we parted. She spoke to me in Hindi mostly.We started meeting occasionally in the evening. I have also met her husband and she has met mine. Slowly our friendship started growing. And she started becoming more open. The sight of a college professor that too someone as strict as Induja, doing such sexy acts was too much for him. He could not control himself and decided to take things forward.Prof Jayant grabbed Induja’s shoulders, pulled her from across the table and crashed into her lips. Induja was taken aback by the swiftness of kiss and blinked for several seconds in shock as he kissed her real wild. Whilst kissing, he dragged her around the table and made her sit on his lap facing him. Induja felt Prof. Helooked down at himself, seeing a cute pink night shirt on, and reachedaround, in horror, discovering that he had long hair and a pony tail. Heran out of the room screaming, hoping that this was still a dream.Dennis woke up, feeling relaxed, and sat up. He looked around and sawthat it wasn't his room. The room was nicely decorated and seemed to bevery familiar to him, as if he should know it. Without thinking about it,he reached over and pulled a robe off a chair, and put it on as if. Then he kissed Patty and a look passed between them before he left.She’d been quiet the entire time, but instead of filing out of the room, she sat facing me and took my hand carefully. I noticed it was bandaged and figured I’d cut it up running through the bushes.“How’re you doing, Mamma,” I asked affectionately and she broke down.It was difficult for me, but I managed to pull her up over me so that I could hug her. I’d been told what had happened, but in general terms. I could see the scars.