He said "Black jag." Now, I'm not a car person. In fact, I'm not even very materialistic, but I was pretty sure at that point that a circus clown woul...n't be driving a jag. The car was obvious. His windows were down. I walked up, leaned over and then nearly fell down. He was a circus clown. I'm kidding. He was a very sexy man. He had this wonderful face, with clear blue eyes that I wanted to jump into. He looked broad and strong. He is the kind of man that upon passing him on the street I would. Everyone chuckled and Udit continued with a rueful shake of his head. "A lot of people think the mind has the ability to heal the body. You've all heard of faith healing haven't you?"Martha, BB and Pappy nodded. Seth said, "I've heard of it but the people involved claim that God healed them. They say it's a miracle from God."Udit shrugged and asked, "If God built in the tools to see and you see a sunset, isn't it still a miracle and an act of God?" He didn't wait for an answer. "That concept. I could see that she had tiny scratches on both her knees and a small graze on one. She saw me looking and told me there was nothing to worry about. She said “I just needed to get into a bath quickly because………”She explained that Christine hadn't turned up for golf and when she rang her Christine had written the wrong date in her diary. Sarah was talking to her on her mobile, standing in the club shop, and the golf professional, Ian, overheard her conversation. He knew Sarah and Christine well. Shekissed me back with a passion that wasn't entirely unexpected."Think we have time for a quick one, Mom?", I asked tweaking hererect nipples between thumb and forefinger."Hell, I sure hope so," grinned Mom. "You've got me hot now,honey. You better finish what you started. Don't be shocked. I'm not the only son screwing his sexy momthese days. Where the hell do you think they got the term"mother-fucker" from, anyway? Almost a year has passed since thatdelightful afternoon when I discovered.