If I’m lucky, we will be alone. So I go behind and tell her“You are all sweaty, Saro,” putting hands on her shoulder as my mom stands in her sar...e.“No need. Don’t need your help.”“I will,” and gently caress her bare hips from the sides to the front navel ending a finger inside her navel button.“Now I know why you ask chapati all the time.”“Go away. I’m kneading dough.”“Me too,” saying that I’ll take my hand up to her boobs and started kneading the boobs.“Is this your dough?”“Shh. Keep kneading.. ‘I can go back and fetch all that,’ I volunteered. ‘If you could?’ Crystal pleaded in a way that left me no space to change my mind. It took me less than an hour to drive back from Newport to Providence and as always I was grateful for America’s wide roads and relatively good drivers. As a Brit, I was often bemused by signs that directed me to ostensibly homely destinations like Warwick, Coventry and Greenwich. If it weren’t for the fire hydrants on the roadside and the fact that I was driving. .." STOP! Get out of my mind!" I yelled as I slammed my hands on the table,almost breaking it."You're angry. I get it." Do you Brian?! 'Cause this is all wrong! You're a..." Don't call me a monster!" Brian suddenly snapped as he pounded hisfist. As he did all the professors suddenly froze. "Sorry. I...I...wantto help. I swear. There!"Brian startled me by suddenly pointing over the peak."Where are you pointing to?" Over by Izzy's Bakery. A worker. Connie. She's going to be throwing outthe trash. I planned on commuting to school my last year. I had a light schedule of classes and my business was starting to take off. Over the summer I hired a part time tech to help me with service and installs and I hired Mary Case to do sales. Mary was one of my Computer Science professors. She only taut part time and did computer consulting on the side. I offered her strait commission on computer sales. Mary knew computers and she was good with people. Over the summer we put together some sales.