“No time!” exclaimed Abbie ... the rat.We sailed by ... spitting distance ... I pouted.Then the road got ... interesting. (The Chinese have a sayi...g: May you live in interesting times.) The road got like that.After awhile ... the 32 changes to the M4, it’s sorta the same road ... just re-numbered. Then it’s a right turn onto the A3, which is King Georges Road, to Hurstville; Sydney’s Chinatown. Hurstville is more than half Chinese ... not Asian ... Chinese.Left turn on Ruby, right on Carrington. She traced a circle around his nipple with a coquettish nail. "I'm a demon, what did you expect?"George deflated inside. She was never going to let him go."Aww, such a hurt look," Nicole teased."It's not fair," he said.Nicole laughed. "Oh come on. You're thirty-four. You must know by now the world isn't a fair place."She reached over and retrieved the bottle of wine from the shelf."It's a pity," she said. "If there were a few more like you, maybe it would be a better place." Then I suppose. And that woke up the part of me that wasn't joking." My, my. Not just honest lust but compliments on top," I told her, shaking his head.Linda laughed that infectious laugh again, and I beat my conscience into submission. Before she had stopped laughing I had put my hands on the smooth brown skin of her back, under her thin sweater, and I was kneading the muscles there. Linda settled her hips against mine and we started to kiss.It was not so much the kissing as the sight and the feel of her. I too was taken into the room. I could see that mom was laid on the bed and Vijay had pinned her hand over her head. Ravi was trying to remover her cloths. But mom was not allowing Ravi to undress, she was hitting Ravi with her legs.Hari and Geetha took me to the room and asked me to kneel down in the bed next to mom. Hari was still holding hand from back and Geetha started to undress me. Remember I was wearing mom’s under garments that day. So somehow I had to avoid the embarrassment. I.