But, I don’t think I can continue that any longer. I want you. I really want you, Mom. I cannot wait to show you how desperately I want you.Mona: Oh... Ayan. I love you too, Ayan. You have no idea how badly I have been waiting for this day. I cannot wait to have you all for myself. I want to show you how much I have been craving for my son.Ayan: Mom. You always felt this? You always wanted me?Mona: Yes, Ayan. I always used to think about it. How it would be if we were getting laid. For real! And,. For ISIS and the Iranians, if they could connive a way in it was open season on those women and their husbands and owners need not object.Would the French police close down the operation or had the Muslim issue grown so large and out of hand that the police had been infiltrated and would inform ISIS?There were only two avenues that could possibly give me answers to that. One was through Dick James SEC of state, but would I get more reliable information without the political whitewash by. I decided I needed a beer so I got up and went inside. I came back out with two cold Budlight beers. I tapped Tim's arm with one and he reached for it. Still no one spoke. We all sat out untill the sun started setting, my wife sat up and looked at Tim. She asked if he was ready for round two? He said sure , they stood up and started toward the house. My wife looked over her shoulder and said are you going to watch? I got up and followed them in the house. My wife went to her knees and took. I had gotten interested in photography and cinematography a few months earlier, fascinated with capturing images of beauty in anything and everything.Unfortunately, my Father was away on business for the whole week, so was going to miss my birthday. So, just me and my Mom alone for the evening. Not that I minded, it meant I could spend time with my new camera.I was sitting on the couch for about five minutes when I heard the front door open, and my Mother's voice.'Eeewwwwww, it's horrible out'.