Bev’s overbearing parents had kept her at home. She was engaged to a rabbi’s son as soon as she had graduated from Yeshiva University, which I kn...w was someplace in Manhattan, in New York City. I hoped at the time that she’d be happy, but for some reason, I doubted it.That proved true when I read in the legal ads that Bev and her husband divorced after four years. I knew that Carol had married. She had become a lawyer and her husband was a local justice who later was appointed to one of the. I was thinking “God, could this day possibly get any worse?”Then Mom opened the door again. I was still so embarrassed, and then surprised that she would come back in, that I couldn’t even talk. I was just making noises like “Wha… wha…”.As she opened the door, she walked right into my room and sat down on the bed next to me. Now I was really speechless. I just kept making “wha” noises that were meant to ask “What the fuck are you doing?”, only I couldn’t get the words out.Mom started saying. But today I’m wearing thighs. Not an everyday thing for me you know. I love my girdles too much. But tights can be practical and under certain circumstances … hmm, useful.’‘You still look gorgeous.’ Nana looked at me with a dreamy look and said:‘Yes, don’t I? … well, come, sweetie, come and have breakfast.’‘Eh, where are my cloths?’‘I thought I would clean them. Now come and have breakfast.’I went into the living room and sat down at the dinner table. It was very nice with eggs, bacon, bread,. Me – sb kuch hai tujme, meri girlfriend hoti to tujhe din raat kmre se bahar hi nhi jane deta.Simran – aisa kya krta kmre me rakh k.Me – kr k dikhau?Simran – kuch krne ka dum to hai hi nhi tujme.Me – sharafat ko kmzori mat smjh.Simran -kmzori nhi challenge kr rhi hu.Me – challenge accepted.Maine usse pkda and godi me utha k bed pr fek diya. Uske uper chad gaya and I started smooching her. Pehle to wo thoda natak krne lagi and mujhe rokne ki kosis kr rhi thi. Pr fir wo bhi smooch ka respond krne.