We had eaten most of our meal when Tomas talked and then Guiseppe said, "Tomas would like to talk to you before talking to Bobbi's parents. He doesn't...know English well enough so asked me to translate and for Bobbi to listen and correct any errors that might creep in. He says that some of what he will say will be new to her, too."From here, I have decided to treat the words as if coming from Tomas directly. The conversation took much longer because of the stops and starts involved in. I have not had sex that passionate in a long time and I miss it, my proposal to you is as long as you get good grades in summer school and you can promise me that when the rest of our family returns that we go back to being mother and son." She waited a moment for it to sink in. "If you cannot accept my terms, I will pack up and stay with my sister for the rest of the week." So you are saying I get to have sex with you the rest of the week, as long as I get good grades and I can promise that. For the thousandth time, I looked her over, from bottom to top. My eyes trained up her slim body and supple breasts, ending in a face that could have starred in the Dukes of Hazzard. She strode in and plopped down in her usual spot on my couch. She looked at the numbers I had done on my notepad on the coffee table. "What's all that?" she asked. "Just some quick figuring," I replied, "Remember how you always ask to borrow money? I don't recall you've ever paid any of it back. The total adds up. Certainly I was never again going to take her fore-granted in any way. I don't think I ever had but this separation had certainly wound me up.So deep was I in this train of thought that Morag's call on Wednesday evening caught me on the hop. I hadn't actually forgotten about it but it was far from the forefront of my mind. In retrospect that was probably a good thing. I'd got my priorities right."Hello?" Hello, James darling! I've taken you at your word. How are you, my man?" I'm fine,.