I growled in the direction of my mother much like before, emitting a force which sent her flying across the room. My fingers moved instinctively in a ...et of motions controlling her through the air lifting her up and pulling her back towards me. Kill her, finish her off.She lifted her head up to look at me, her eyes locking with mine. Her crimson eyes glared into me, trapping me in her gaze. A sharp pain arose in my head flooding me with memories of our time together. I could see her supple. And then she asked about my life and college. And then she asked whether I have a gf. I was shy then. Then she said it’s okay you can tell me ..I know nowadays boys have gfs. But I don’t have one so I told no I don’t have. She asked why..And I told that I like mature women. She asked why and I said that I find them attractive and sexy. I love aunties and she laughed . Then she asked which women I like I told it’s you ma’am and she was shocked .Then I told her ma’am I have to tell you this I. As sweetly as possible I called his name and moved towards the back of the house. I found another living room closer to the kitchen. “I’m just making coffee” he called, “Do you take sugar?” “No thank you.” He appeared carrying two cups. On seeing me he stopped and gave me a quick appraisal. I walked about and gave a twirl for him to get a good look. “Oh lovely,” he said, “You look fantastic.” I smiled and said thank you. It was such a boost for my ego. It felt so good being dressed in front of. There was a slight awkwardness for now that Adisa had started the conversation he wasn't sure how to continue. He had arrived early at the gallery for he was to meet a number of countrymen who had arrived in Australia with the help of sponsors and today they were being given a tour of the city that maybe would be their future home. If it hadn't been for the ray of sunlight that graced Alice where she stood he may have ignored her but the sunlight cut into her blouse and displayed her tits.