With clothes prepared for my week, and computer set-up, I commenced some prep work for my business activity. It was all interrupted (pleasantly) by my...phone ringing. It was her!I answered calmly, and she said "I can't believe I asked for your card. Is it OK that I called?" I assured her I was flattered. The conversation ran almost out of control. We talked about much, but it all led back to our respective busy travel schedules. We each confided in the other that it's difficult to connect with. From my childhood I love my bua becs she is very hot ek din mai bua ke ghar gya or dakha bua so rahi hai unki bati dusre room mai tv dakh rahi thi mai unke room mai gya or dakha wo bed pa so rahi thi meri bua divorcé thi mai bed pa jake bath gya or bua ke lips or unke boobs ko dakh ke pagal sa hone laga and dihre se maine apna haat bua ke thies pa rakha or daar bhi raha tha but phir bhi himmat karke maine haat rakha and haat pharne laga but wo gahri neend mai thi thori dar baad mera himmat or. She guided me through by the hand to the sitting room, she sat on the sofa.''Why don't you kneel here?'' She tugged on my hand as I knelt down in front of her. She reached forwards and tucked a stray strand of my hair behind my ear. She exhaled heavily and slumped back onto the sofa. "Take off my shoes Portia.''I careful took off her heels and placed them to the side. My heart of pounding even at her fairly innocent order. Her feet were soft and she had elegant toes for someone who wore heels. When they were resting, Mom called my name. I went over and sat beside them."Lift up a little, Sam. Thanks. Hey, not too far!... Mary, on the way out here just now, we were talking about the last time we made love here. I just couldn't wait. Is it all right?"I bent down and kissed her lips. Then I kissed Dad. "Of course it's all right. I watched. I loved it, seeing you so happy."They pulled me down alongside them, held me for a while. When I felt Mom's hips begin to move again, I kissed them.