Gretchen helped me over to a couch and sat down next to me. "I think the way to ease into this is for everyone to start with their own partners. Trish... do you want to help me?"Trish rose to her feet and sat down on the opposite side of me from Gretchen, looking at her expectantly. Everyone else was moving to couches and love seats, but my attention was focused on Gretchen and Trish.Gretchen broke the ice by kissing me deeply and rubbing her body against me. My tension flowed out of me in a rush. Mom pulled the moving van up close to the front door. Then Dennis backed up the front lawn to under my window. We opened the garage and pulled the ladder out, ladder went from the rear of his truck to my open window. Dennis quietly moved all my belongings out the window while mom and I worked on the house. It went off almost perfectly, the only way dad could see what was up was if he walked right to the front door and looked to his right, which he started to do. Dennis had all my stuff packed. I was happy to oblige as playing with her hair for me issuch a turn on. I brushed it gently as her silken locks ran over thebrush. I pushed my face closer to touch and take in her perfume. Sherubbed against me seeing me in the mirror."Slow baby, slow there is no rush we have all night." She saidtrying to calm me down. I wanted to take her right there over the sinkbut I backed up and continued to brush her hair. She thanked me andasked me to go sit on the bed. I sat down and she put in a movie. Ashwin was feeling sleepy yet he tried to watch until he fell asleep on the table itself with the computer still ON.Next morning, there was a knock on Aman’s bedroom door. The servant opened the door saying, “Aman baba (sir), your grandmother has come to meet you.”Hearing that Aman quickly rose up from his bed with a smile and ran to get freshen up. After Aman’s mother passed away, the next woman close to him was his mother’s mother. Though she lived far, Aman always liked to spend time with.