”“Mom. Could you please play, “Sunrise, Sunset?”“You play the piano, Annie?” Claire said sounding surprised.“Yeah. Not nearly as much as...I used to, but Charles asked me to play this when he knew you were coming over. Here we go, kids.”The music started. I stepped up to Claire and we assumed the ‘position.’ Then, we danced the Waltz effortlessly gliding from one step to the next and back again like we danced it only yesterday.The lyrics of this song talk about a woman who is recalling the births. “People usually call me Sunny. Kim’s my family name.”“I did a tour in Korea with the Air Force,” he said. “You don’t have an accent.”“Grandparents have accents. Parents have accents. I’m second generation native-born.”“Oh. Didn’t mean...”I smiled. “Oh, Deputy Harvey, I didn’t mean ... I LOOK like I should have an accent. You’re not nearly the first to note that.”“Didn’t mean to offend,” he said.“I’ll find something else to be offended by. That ... that PERSON...”“Okay, Miss Sunny. Your side of. Andhuke neerasam. E varamantha bava friends evadevado eppudu padithey appudu vachi naa pukuni gudhani motha moginchi vellaru.Actually athi thakkua e varam nannu dengindhi naa bava ne. Naannu motham athani friends ke appajeppesadu e varamantha. Aah pokiri naatu vedhavalu, nannu assalu battalu kuda vesukonivvaledhu, upiri pelchukonivvaledhu. Varamantha almost nagnamga ne unnanu. Ongobetti puku guddha pagaladengatam okkate target pettukuni vacharu mundakodukulu. Ofcourse bava baga dabbulu vasulu. He took me in his strong arms and held me close. He smelled wonderful, a mixture of male musk and bath soap. He gently kissed me on the lips and ran his fingers through my hair. I ran my hands through his chest hair, played with his nipples, and just explored the sensation of his body: the feel of his muscles, his back, his smooth round butt. There was no rush or hurry; I knew he would be a gentle lover and was glad of that, being my first time with a man. “My sweet Josh baby,” I moaned. “I.