It was mostly in case someone was in trouble but no one complained when anyone walked in and found them naked or even in the throes of orgasm. Gina an... her husband knew their c***dren watched them making love all the time but that just made it better for them.As Gina arrived at her son's bedroom door, she stopped, took a breath and opened it quickly hoping she wouldn't find a girl in his bedroom. She opened the door quickly and almost fell down just as fast. Somehow, in the 2 days since she had. That is until she said, "I was sorry to hear about you losing your wife." A flood of emotions washed over me as I thanked her. "She was a wonderful woman, taken away much too soon." "I am sure she was, how could she not be, she had you for a husband." As I pulled in her drive, she asked me to come in. "I will get us something to drink. How long were you married?" "A little over five years, but I knew her from my first year at Yale, actually met her the first day of classes." I told her of my. Father's profligacy at the Whist table, and his early Death from consumption (by which I do not mean the Disease of that name, but that he was consumed by a ravenous Hippopotamus at an exhibition of the Royal Zoological Society, after drinking too much ale and tumbling into its pit), thrust my Mother into a position which I despised bitterly, that of serving as mistress to Lord B.As a young girl, I was often harsh and insulting to that kind and gentle man, and I see now that he loved Mother. "Well yeah, um..." was Michael's reaction."Ha, you like Indian arse but don't like Indian food, is that it?" laughed Chavvi."Well yes, I suppose, sorry," replied an embarrassed Michael."I can cook other stuff, I might have to bend over in the frozen food aisle at the supermarket though," giggled the very happy Chavvi."Yes well be careful when you bend over because you never know who might be watching," replied Michael."So you will come for dinner and stay the night?" asked Chavvi."Love to, I.