Uchakku jhangahal lunch kazhinjhu kurachu neram koodi visramichu. Oru manikoor kazhinjhu, jhanghal 69 position il vannu; urangunnavane vaayilakki unar...haan jeso midukki aayirunnu; avale bedil nere kidathi randu kaalukalum eduthu ente tholathu vachu, jeso yude kodathinu thaazhe oru pillow vachuyarthi, ippol avalude poor sarikkhum uyarnnu vaayum pilarnnirunnu; vadipolaya kuttane aa poorilekku adichu kayatti prannadichu koduthu, ooro adiyum 100 kilo thookathil aayirunnu, oru 15 minutes. ’ ‘How lovely,’ Erin’s mother smiled. ‘Now Erin, we’re going to have lunch in about half an hour, are your friends going to stay?’ ‘Ah… no thanks,’ said Steve. ‘We’ve something planned already, thank you.’ ‘Well, that’s fine then. Just be ready on time, Erin.’ She nodded at her daughter and then closed the door again. ‘Damn,’ sighed Erin, ‘that was close.’ She dropped her towel again and collected her bikini. ‘Do you need to wash your hair?’ she asked in Jenny’s direction. ‘I know the boys. You’ll lose some weight once you’re out. Give yourself something to shoot for . . . getting back into those pants.’ ‘I’m leavin’ the past behind. Keep ’em for yourself.’ Horace admired the slacks then looked sadly at Marty. ‘Aw, you know I can’t. I’ll pass’m along to one of the guys, you want. Or give’m to Goodwill.’ ‘Whatever.’ Marty went back to staring at his clothes. His suitcase was a rumpled grocery bag. In another hour, Marty would be a free man. He had served his full sentence. There. The sexy red bikini let her breasts hang out, spilling over all sides. A few wisps of her blonde pussy hair peeked out from under the brief bikini bottoms. The ripples of the crystal blue water reflected the sunlight across the side of the house and the underside of the yellow and white umbrella covering the patio table. As she turned and paddled back to the other end of the pool, she watched a certain cloud that drifted across the sky, just out of her reach, changing shapes every second, one.