Our county commissioner wants you gone."Marjorie said, "You can't do that."Charles said, "Our county commissioner can and he has spoken. If necessary,...I will have him walk down here and tell you personally. I think he plans to talk to Ben about this problem. I know he will once I tell him that all operations had stopped while you were here."Marjorie was in shock. Our local reporter had always been given access to the center area and was taking rapid notes. The state people began gathering their. Mike was sixteen. He didn't know exactly what was driving him into hismother's room that day. He had resisted this impulse for years,uncomfortable with the odd desire. But knew he couldn't fight it anylonger; he had to confront it head on.He stepped into the room and looked around yet again. He stared out thewindow, regarding the street, looking for his mother's car, unexpectedfriends, or deliverymen. Satisfied, but with heart pounding evenstronger, he turned to his mother's closet. He slid the. “I have booked a room there and will arrive at 2pm, can you get away.” He pleaded. “I will call you back in a few moments.” I said as I ended the call. I was standing in front of the mirror, loosening the belt of my dressing gown, my hand went down to play with myself, opening my lips with my fingers I took a photo with the cell phone of my reflection in the mirror. I re-dialed Conrad’s number. “I am sending you a photo, what you see it yours to do with as you wish this afternoon.” Then clicked. Ramya came and sat on my lap and lit ma cigarette I took a deep puff and she asked to blow smoke over her. I did so; her hair weaved for the white fog like smoke of nicotine. She took the cigarette and took a deep puff and locked her lip we were smooching and smoke was coming out of our lips like the steam we get from hot coffee the scene was very exotic. After that she said “did u felt bad honey it was ma fantasy to smooch like this don’t feel bad ah”. I said kissing her neck softly “its ma.