I really don’t know. Hopefully in time she will come to love you, it’s the best I can hope for Ankita.”“Well Scott, it wouldn’t be so hard f...r me if she wasn’t such a snob to me, or so damn arrogant, like the she owned the World or something.”“I know Ankita, I know. But I do love her and I know she loves me too.”I was standing in my Tux pants, fixing to put my shirt on to finish dressing and Ankita came over to me and gave me a tight hug and a kiss on the mouth. I hugged her back and felt her. Part of me says yes and part of me says no. I even did three separate Rune divinations to try to understand better. Divination can be useful at times. This wasn’t one of them. Go read some Jung if you’re curious about the psych behind it or you you just take your paganism without the sugar coating on it if it suits you.My people have always allowed for things such as dreams while realizing that most dreams don’t mean much of anything. It’s just the mind cleaning house so to speak. Other dreams. But after around 20 -30 minutes. I saw my mom had kept her both the hands on me. And she was sleeping. But then I saw something. My cock stood up like a rocket. My mom had removed her saree that covers her cleavage. I saw those huge boobs with one small dark spot on it.I wanted to just squeeze those but I was under impression that she is sleeping. But then she kept her one leg on my leg. Then I could not control myself. I hugged her tightly. Even she hugged me. Then I started kissing her on. I am, in a word, average.But I suppose I lost the right to call myself average a couple of years ago. It was the day I took off work early to get some work done at home. When I got home I was expecting to be alone. My 10 year old was at a friend’s every day after school and my 14 year old son was supposed to be at homework help that day after school. Needless to say I was surprised when I passed my sons room.I saw them before they saw me. I saw my son, a gangly athlete who was well toned for.