We are born of good cheer, hence shall never be unhappy.Blessed be the man to whom we belongAnd he is for us.From the seventh plane of heaven the ange... Israfil descends and sings a variety of songs praising Allah’s name. The naked Houris and the birds from the adjacent bushes mix with harmony. Suddenly more angels descend from their lofty stories, all with pleasing, resounding voices. The garden is alive with the sight and sound of celestial creatures joined in celebration.Tariq opened his eyes. Me- sorry momMom- its okMe- but it is my fantasy.Mom- control your mind.Later in evening we were studying articles online.And in that article it was told that fun playing mom and son as gf and bf in public places but not near your house.Me- mom we should play this game.Mom- you know I will never go outside in modern dress.Me- let’s play this game in home.Mom- mom got ready for this.I hugged my mom and she hugged me back.N we started talking like lovers.Mom- my love you are so sweet.Me- thank. " "Did you feel like you were Carolyn?" "No, it was something different, like I was someone else, neitherman nor woman, something like I was in a hazy world where sometimesI felt like I was floating and other times it was like I wassliding down an endless slide. I just can't describe it." "I think I know what you are talking about. When I was thinkingabout how I was making you wear dresses, I got he feeling I was inanother world. It was one where there wasn't full sunlight yetthere wasn't. As he came towards me my hands reached for his shirt once again, this time removing it. Magnificent tattoos covered his chest. Tasting his nipples sent shivers through me. He leaned down kissing my neck. His hands running under my shirt removing the barrier. My breasts were caressed gently. His tongue sliding slowly around my nipples as his teeth nipped them. We were instantly naked for he did not waste time. As I laid on the bed watching his back muscles flex as he kissed down my body..