I asked him ‘how much?’ and he said 200 rupees a day. That sounded a bit weird to me hearing money for a day. He added saying ‘It is for doing a...favour everyday’. I thought about what favour he would seek from a mother but 200 rupees a day sounded too good to sit and think. I signed the agreement off and we sat for dinner. During dinner I tried to find what is the favour he wanted but never clicked me.It wasn’t long before I knew it. After the dinner I was washing the dishes in the kitchen. She had shortened and shortened the presentation. More photos, graphics, less words.My sainted mother chipped in, “You’re good-looking, Birdie Brewster, a real crowd pleaser. They’ll like you on sight.”Auntie Pru said, “Check your zipper.”Ms. Sloan nodded, “On my list.”Monday night, the eve of the G-Day presentation. I realize, looking back with 20-20 foresight, that the Sisters and Ms. Sloane and Trish had planned the dinner to take my mind off the impending Annihilation.It was some sort of. Cindy looked like something off a magazine cover in her new bikini. I swallowed. I extended a towel to her. "Wrap this around you while we walk to the pool," I said."But, Dan, you've seen more than this." Yeah, I have. But nobody else has. Humor me. For a little while, at least." Okay," she said. We walked to the pool. She shed the towel as soon as we were inside the fenced enclosure. And she was in the water.I went in with her. We did a few laps. I'd coached her into a pretty decent crawl. . mini dresses."Dan yelped happily, "Great, mom!"Ben added, "We are also happy for you, mom... since you also like to wear nice dresses."Dan asked, "When are you going to start wearing, mom? Today?" Well, we'll wait for your father to decide. He may take me to town to buy some dresses." Good," responded Ben."Alright, you two go to your rooms and wash up." The boys went upstairs. They were happy things were turning out well. It would be nice to see a lot of mom's body, they thought.Later her.