Sara cocked her head and gave a slight nod. She had seen it performed several times but never danced to it.Rory pulled away from her, holding her hand... at arm’s length, and began to demonstrate. She watched closely, realizing that the steps were nothing major, in fact, she quickly picked up the ideas. Rory put her through her first underarm twirl. Sara didn’t know if it was her, or her dance partner’s skill, but the moves seemed to go smoothly. Rory guided her through more twirls, and even more. Suddenly the passion and explosive memory of makinglove to my mother on the previous night all came backto me. I stared at the messed up bed and saw dry cumstains on the sheets where mom had aimed one of my manybursts of semen. Her bra, panties and high-heeled shoeswere still lying on the floor next to my clothes. Theclock showed 9:14 as I walked my ragged body into theshower wondering where mom was.Jaya Aunty had left a note on the kitchen counter letting meknow that she had to go buy some. Also,” the girl shuddered as she revealed a shocking secret.“He ... what? Is it what you were crying about?” I insisted.“He calls them, ‘accidents,’ but once in awhile, a concubine dies prematurely, and he is always the one who got threatened last time by Mr. Wilde. This time ... it was Daddy. And I just saw Daddy slip and fall. They recycle the bodies afterward, and it’s always just one more than the ones scheduled for it. Always men, too. Never women,” the girl wept.A light dawned on me, and. But that wasn’t gonna be enough. The sex had to be special and so I planned to do the love making on the building terrace , which normally remains locked. Sex under the stars is something amazing and thinking about it made me wet.So I got things preparing as soon as bhai left for office. He was a little sad that I didn’t wish him but I knew this night he would never forget. I paid the watchman to give me the terrace keys and to not allow anyone to come to the terrace. I took the inflatable air.