I drove the car. When I parked the car she said, “Kanna this is Sanjeevaiah Park. You said Lovers’ park?”“Nowadays this is only lovers’ park...Maa. Inside you find 90% of them are couples only.” We both got down the car and proceeded in. I took a Turkish towel which is in the car. We went deep into the park and sat near a bush spreading the towel.For a while, we kept quiet. Then Maa started telling me about her c***dhood and of her village life, about a ruined temple and what not, then she asked. She knew I would be begging her for something in about twenty-four hours, and she was hardly ever wrong.Sure enough, about twenty-four hours later, I had thought about the delicious feeling of being naked and at her mercy.This time, she didn't tie me to the ceiling to torture me. She could see my disappointment. ''Syl, you little cunt, I've something even hotter than that!'' She found a green and yellow girl scout outfit someplace. I was close to my adult height of four feet eleven inches. ''. That was not all, for we spent many hours being coached in fashion,applying make-up and projecting confidence and self esteem. I had neverfelt so alive or so beautiful. Men stopped and turned just to devour thesight of me. It made me feel so mature, so powerful. After some bigfashion shoots were published we gained some public exposure. Famousenough to be in Vogue as part of an article on upcoming young fashionmodels. My face was there for everyone to see. Not on the front page butcertainly. They said it seemed like a mild heart attack, but I'm so worried," mom said.I did my best to reassure her, telling her, "I have it on good authority he will be fine mom, please don't worry about it; he has many healthy years in front of him."The conversation went on for another hour; mom still didn't understand how I knew about dad. I just got her to promise me that when the day came and I asked a favor from them, they would do it no questions asked. She didn't understand but she agreed anyway,.