She hugged me. Again this mix of pain and pleasure raised. feeling her naked body on my back was so great. Finally she took me inside of the bathroom....The water was ready for a bath. I might have not hear the water falling because of the noise of the rain. I got in... she was staring at me with a soft sponge. I know the idea was great but warm water and a sponge... I was so scare it was going to hurt me more... she started to wash me... and I see how wrong I was. She was so delicate that I. This time mosquito net was not tied since it had been put for washing. By now I was used to be awake during night, by sheer curiosity expecting for some activities in the hall to happen when my elders slept there. After about half an hour, i heard my mom murmuring please, please don’t ,my son may come to know and told him about me blurting out that I had seen my dad being sitting on her , when i had tried to console her earlier, when she was weeping after a quarrel with dad, as i had said in my. I tried to tell her several times that she should be spending her evenings with him instead, all I ever got was a non-committal response from Sharri.Then came the day that I could go home. Of course I didn’t have a home to go to, Sharri had said I could stay with her until I found a flat of my own.Apparently I was relatively well off, when we first bought the house we had taken out life insurance for Richard as he was the wage earner back then. I hadn’t thought that would the insurance would. Nothing was vital or time critical, "Give them my apologies, but I'm taking the afternoon off. If anything terrible happens, then phone me, but I want to talk to Molly."Carole looked at me, "OK. Probably the best thing you can do." And I wondered how much she knew from some chat to Pamela.I phoned Molly, "Hi, it's me and I'm wondering what you're doing for lunch." Not a lot. I thought I'd go home and get a sandwich. Why?" I was wondering if I could entice you to something more. If I called for.