She said to me, “Look how he is celebrating our anniversary.” I said, “He did wrong.” She said, “I have no problem with his drinking but som...times he is disgusting.” Chachi dressed like a bride with sindoor and mangalsutra. We climbed on the bed. She removed her saree and laid beside me hugging me tightly.This time, I kissed her on lips. She whispered, “Stop it son. This is wrong.” She resisted a lot but I managed to remove her blouse. I raised her arms and licked her sweaty and hairy armpits.. “You’re raised by Merton Miles, the man who was famous for being a total dork.”I gasped. “Dear gods, she’s right!”Alex swung me back down and started to mercilessly pet my belly fluffs. It was so terrible. Most bad. I cannot even begin to describe how terrifying it was. As she petted me more and more, Kira shook her head slowly. “Anyway, there was just one problem. The dang thing didn’t work.”“Like, it failed or...” Cindi asked, looking nervous. At Kira’s expression, she sighed. “Oh boy, this. "Honey, are you alright?" she repeats as you can't find any word to reply."Um, yeah. I'm alright." First time on the island isn't it?" I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm not really in a good spot to have a full conversation right now." Oh honey, bless your heart. I'll just say that when things happen while you're here is best to just go with it and enjoy life. Sometimes you just have to lighten up and accept the good times."You hear her wash her hands and the click of her heels as she leaves."Lighten. My mom has long black hair, brown eyes, and 5'7 inches tall. We look different from one anther, mainly because I look a lot like my father.]---One of the major Islamic holidays known as Eid occurred on July 18th. A couple of weeks after this, I thought about asking my Mom if she wanted to go back into the "swinging" lifestyle. If you haven't ready my first story, this is when my Mom and I go to a club and we meet a wonderful couple who we would swing with. That experience was still in my brain.