“So what do you think about changing the car?” I asked her.“Hmm. Yeah, thinking about it, need something really good this time.”She had actual...y test driven a couple of cars the weekend. She told me she doesn’t want a sedan or SUV, she needed a small car but powerful and packed with features. Our conversation went on for some time.Suddenly, out of the blue, she asked me: “How often do you masturbate?” I was taken aback but it’s normal for me to expect the unexpected questions while she is. This Sunday she is shifting to the new flat and she has asked me to help her in shifting. We have finished shifting by 12.00 noon because she didn’t have much luggage. We both went to a Restaurant and after finishing our lunch she asked me to give company for that day because she is feeling lonely in the new house. We sat in the drawing room watching TV. I’m looking for right times for making a move. I’m sure that she will agree. I gathered my courage and told her you are very beautiful Seema.. " That sounds great. If I had one of those special transmitters, I may be able to push a signal through the dirt at the other end and find it, providing it was not deep."Dad said, "I watched an old war movie where the Germans were racing through some place in Norway looking for a transmitter. They had a truck with a loop on top that caught the signal." I may have seen that but I was pretty young at the time." That's ok because I saw it. Another thing is that your grandfather had an old radio. After a long evening of talk and laughter, Jean yawned."I don't know about you young people but this old stick is ready for bed." You're not an old stick," said Court indignantly. "I wouldn't even say you're middle aged."Jean kissed him. "Good night, Court. You're a flatterer but I enjoy it. Good night, darling." She kissed Libby. "Sleep well, both of you." I love your mum," said Court softly. "She's a sweet, gentle person." She can also be as tough as old boots." That's not necessarily a bad.