“You never answered my question. Do you like my red bow?” she asked again as she rubbed her hands over her sheer covered breasts while playing wit... the bow.“Wow, you look amazing,” he replied somewhat tongue-tied.“Come in and see what is underneath.”Ben realized they were still standing at her open doorway. He stepped in and reached to untie the bow.“Not so fast lover boy, strip for me.”Ben looked into her mischievous dancing hazel eyes as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt revealing his chiseled. Then I too repeated the same. We went out of the station she brought some hire taxi to pick up we both the person along with her was the taxi driver. We were in drive for 30 min. to reach manasa’s house. We reached her house it was a two room hall flat. I was told to stay in one room and she told Swetha to stay with her. As her husband was working in Dubai. He uses to come once in a year for 45 days leave. And she was alone with her 1 year baby. I found the baby was in deep sleep. I thought. She said I could stay at her place while she went out and I was floored by her attire. At first I felt strange looking her over but quickly realized she was hot. My Dad knew nothing of the change in Mom, and since most of her friends were really my Dad's friends' wives, they didn't know what was going on either. My Mom has only one close friend: Carol, an old college friend who lives five hundred miles away.The moment of truth took place a couple of weeks later before finals, during that lull. The Middle East, China, and the South East Asian countries had been mostly wiped out. The United States had spent the last nine months ferrying its equipment home, bringing ships into port and gathering the survivors together. Allied warships had been towed to the US ports and stored as had ships of other Navies like China's and Russia's ballistic missile submarine fleets.Special Forces had removed as many nuclear missiles and bombs, from other countries, as could be found and stored them in.