But she doesn’t know which part of her body to hide. She pleaded to Suresh again and again but in vain.He asked my wife to lie on the bed. Suresh in...the meantime has taken off both his shirt and pant. He laid on top of my wife. She shouted in pain not able to withstand the weight of him. He began to fondle the boobs of my wife and suck them. He also began to insert his fingers inside her deep navel. Suresh was feeling the perfect body of my wife. My wife also seems to be bit aroused now. She. Throwingmyself on my bed I began sobbing. I pulled the pillow over my head soshe wouldn't hear me. I didn't know that woman downstairs. My motherwould never hurt me like that, and take such obvious pleasure in it.After exhausting my supply of outrage and hurt, sleep overcame me and Ibegan to dream. In my dream I saw my mother. She sweetly stroked myhair and looked into my eyes. She tried to speak but no words came outthat I could understand. It was gibberish. She was pulled away from meby. When I walked into the massage parlour I saw the same girl wearing the same, white, short, Spanish nurse’s uniform. She smiled at me and said, “Hola” then asked me what she could do for me. “I would like a full body massage with lots of happy ending please.” She gave me a knowing smile. I wondered if she remembered me from the last time that I was there; or was she smiling at my outfit.“We are very busy at the moment, I’m afraid that there will be a wait of about 90 minutes, is that. I'd found out that if he hadn't been there, Wes would probably have gotten the kidney transplant but they would have just done what they could to stabilize his legs and back until he was fully healed from the operation. At that point they would have had a much more difficult time doing anything with his legs, possibly needing to break them again so they could heal properly. And the chances of his walking afterward were almost zero. It looked like Wes had a pretty good shot at walking again, at.