We’d have plumbing to do.”“I can’t speak for those guys. You also have heating to address and you’ll probably want to install air conditioni...g.”“Well, would you be willing to help with a deeper dive into it?”“Sure -- it’s the kind of project I enjoy.”Adam set down his fork. “That really was excellent,” he said.“It turned out well,” Kara replied. “I’m always nervous.”“It’s still early. What sort of thing do you do on a Friday after dinner?”“Read. Take a shower. Go to bed. Since I knocked off. Kahani kuch ese start hoti hai ki ek baar unn dono ne mujhe khane mein bulaya time raat 9 ka fix tha Ayush aur mein hamesha drink krte the jab sath dinner lete the. Ghar mein uska bhi arrangement tha. Mein unke ghar gaya aur door bell bajae dekha ki Niddhi Net saare mein pehni thi.Niddhi ek khoobsort dost ki biwi thi jiske boobs 36c thi kamar 32 aur hip 38. Net ki saare mein uske pallu ne beech cleavage acche se dikh rahe thi meine chah kr bhi dhyan nhi hata paa raha tha jisko woh ek compliment. " My mother says, smiling down at me."Oh... You're no longer possessed by the Mommy demon?"She laughs. A sexy throaty laugh. Why am I only now realizing how amazing that sounds?"As if you didn't enjoy it..." ...It was the hottest thing I've ever seen..." Obviously." She smirks. "And the fun is only getting started." Wait... I'm thirsty as hell." I say, panting like a dog. "Give me a moment."My mother stands up and walks over me... her feet on both sides of my head. Drops of fluid drip down on. “Joan said ‘maybe.’ Look, there is something I should warn you about. After service on third Sundays, the church holds what we call a Coffee Hour. There is coffee, something to eat -- not a meal, maybe donuts -- and conversation. You can decide to deal with the coffee hour or not. Probably your friends will introduce you to some others of your age if you do. You can make the decision at the end of service. Tell me, and I’ll deal with it.”“I don’t know.”“Well, as I said, you have to decide at.