At thirteen, as Jason and most of my other friends had started to notice girls, Nathan had noticed my mother. I, of course, was disgusted about this."...ive more minutes," I pleaded."Five seconds," my mother responded, raising a perfectly sharp eyebrow at me. I released an exasperated breath and did my very best to look completely put out by this. She just smiled, waved to my friends, and went back inside.I sighed and stood up, doing the lazy-handshake thing with Nathan and Jason. They didn't. On the third day, I said hello to her casually while she was taking a break to have water in the park. The early mornings in Mumbai had become very hot that we both were sweating heavily. We both chatted for a few minutes on the soaring rise in temperature and asked her where she lives. To my surprise, I discovered that she lived in the very next building, but our societies were different.It became a routine for us to catch up and chat for a few minutes daily. After a week, we became. . you since I moved in about a year ago..." What, like messing with my game or something?" I asked, confused."No, reprogramming YOU" he said, looking at me intensely."You're full of shit. Stop messing around. Can I go back to my game now?" I asked. I wasn't sure I liked where this was going..."Look at this" he said, showing me his phone. On the screen were pictures of me, in my room, wearing my favorite shinny pantyhose while sleeping.I've had a fascination for shiny suntan pantyhose for as. Maine unka no whatsapp mein daala aur main unki whatsapp ki dp deekh kr flat ho gaya. Gown mein kya sexy lag rhi thi. Bahut din socha msg kru aur fir finally ek din msg kia hi kaise ho ?Shayam tak unka koi reply nhi aaya mjhe laga bzy hongi. Fir baad mein deekha unki car bhi khadi nhi thi. Laga ki bahr gayi hongi. Main wait krta rha unke msg ka aur fir raat tak whose dis ka msg aaya fir raat ko unse baat kri. Uss raat unse 1 bje tak baat kri. Normal baat hui.Fir dheere dheere unse locality mein.