She smiled again and said “Ohhhhhhh honey, all boys do what your doing. Women do that too. Even I still do that.” She smiled as she shook her head...and added “I’m only here to help you out. You know, help give you some of my mothering love and attention. That’s all sweetheart.” “Huh, pardon me?” he said. “Here, let me show you,” she told him. She knelt over his shoulders and put her arms and hands over them. She slid her hands down the front of his chest saying “Mmmmmm, my son is growing up so. She pushed her chair back and eagerly strode around the desk, extending her arms to me and wrapping them around my neck. My arms in turn encircled her waist. Our lips met, parted slightly, and they melted into a soft, lingering kiss. As we broke the kiss, she grasped my hands and stepped back. " I still can't believe it...You came down here, babe." I'm wearing a white dress shirt with faint patterned lines and tan slacks. I return her gaze, giving her a look up and down. She is wearing a blue. ”“What do you mean, quite some time?” Mike crossed his arms. “You’re lucky I don’t just call the cops.”“You won’t do that.” She pulled a handful of water over her breasts, letting it run free. “You and I are linked now. You are struggling with what you saw, but accept that it happened and want to know more. You are also afraid that you are suffering a psychotic break which will only be confirmed when the cops arrive and find nothing but a tub full of water.”Mike stared at her, mouth open. “You. No hanky panky people, just some “silumishum” (a Tamil word, just because I could not think, of the right word for it in English. Readers you would find such words through out this narration, I would do my best to translate. And I need all the help here, please mail me with a suitable word or phrase.) After Nimi graduated, she got a job in Bangalore and fell in love with his colleague, and got married a year later. Senthil’s father was a fisherman and I could guess that they were moderately.