Day after day, the loneliness started biting her but there was nothing that she could do. Things were different when her mother was here. Now she miss...d him.So, she got very happy that her nephew Shyam was coming to stay with them. He was a little chubby boy when she last saw him at her wedding. Very cute and insisted on following his Maami around. He sat in her lap throughout and said she was his favourite. She bit and pulled his plump cheeks so many times! At least, she’ll have company while. I'll get a couple of pair of thongs for you."Mary Ellen was still embarrassed as Dana turned away and went to find the sales woman. She slipped the panties off and looked down at her hair growth. It had never occurred to her to cut her pubic hair. Surely in the summer she trimmed it back but only very sparingly. Some time later the two women packed the trunk of Dana's car with all the new clothes-including several pair of very high-heeled shoes. "Where are we going now?" To your appointment,". "She pushed open the door and walked inside leaving me standing there in opened-mouthed amazement. She turned and looked back at me, "Well come on, lets get this part over with."I began to realize that I was a little out of my depth here, to say nothing of being way, way out of my league, but I took a deep breath and followed her in. She walked to one of the stalls, opened the door and sat down on the pot. She motioned me forward, "Come on honey, let me see what you got."I had come too far to. I knew in that moment that I'd found the woman I wanted. Later, much later, I'd look back at that moment with no small amount of awe and confusion.It's really hard to explain the hold Maggie had on me. I was 21-years-old by then, and I'd had plenty of serious girlfriends and plenty of casual relationships before I met Maggie.Plus, I had grown up in a big-city suburban environment, so I was no naïve innocent latching onto an adult who was there to guide me into manhood.Moreover, my mind knew.