. . ‘They spit on my Gift, Grandma. They want me to fight and wrestle with them. They’d rather I punch ’em in the eye than be nice to them, Gran...ma. They don’t want me.’ The sobs erupted then. I took him to me, and he heaved his misery on my shoulder. I felt so sad for him. So sorry. I thought I had a tough job in this world. I didn’t envy Paul the strength and forbearance it would take him to fulfill his mission. All I could do was try to add my own strength to his. But my heart was breaking. Finally I said, "It's no use Mom It's just not getting hard." And Mom said, "That's ok Danny. Now I want you to scoot back around to face me and look at me." I did as she directed and then looked up and for the second time that day I was stunned. Mom had taken off her blouse and bra and had both of her big soft tits lifted up cupped in her hands with her nipples pointed straight at me and then she began taking her thumb and forefinger on each hand and began squeezing and twirling her nipples. Surely it was perverse to get a hard-on at the thought of what my future wife might have been doing with Ray some four years earlier. It may have been perverse, but there was no denying it was very erotic, and erotic enough for me to want her to do it again."Do you still want to go upstairs to him, Clare?"She actually blushed. "I already told you it was a stupid idea."There was a certain irony in the situation in that our roles were reversed, and that I was now the one trying to justify it to. Both of them were very happy and thanked me for my co-operation.After they left, I had a good sleep. Both of them wanted to post my nude pictures in the status. I was not interested in that as it may be a big issue if someone misused that picture. So they gave an idea to wear their inners and post it.I was looking more sexy in that pic as the banian was so transparent and exposed my nipples. I got more appreciation from my friends.The next day, Rajeev called me and wanted me to check my status.