She glanced over at the camera before facing her son again. She looked down at her son’s shorts and was not surprised on seeing a bulge in the short.... She reached out but hesitated and she looked up at her son Rahul, her eyes were asking for his permission, but he didn't meet her gaze. Gently she placed her hands on his shorts pulled it down and let the shorts fall freely to the floor. Only wearing briefs, Mamatha could see Rahul’s erected cock bulge clearly. They both faced the camera, only. 'Hi lover, I am cooking your favorite meal, the kids are at my folks for the weekend. I though this would be a good time to rekindle our marriage. Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes why don't you go take a shower and put on a fresh change of clothes, ' she said.I went up and shaved and showered, and put on some clean clothes. I came downstairs to a wonderful dinner. She served one of my favorite meals, pot roast, where the meat just falls apart, with roasted carrots and potatoes with gravy. Now they dance dressed only in their shoes. Their bodies touch at the most intimate spots, helped by their heels. As they dance they press themselves together in a sensuous clasp which is magical in its beauty. They continue their dance, all the while enjoying each other’s closeness, but now steering towards the far end of the floor where there are a couple of booths with leather sièges. Right up until the very end of Track 3 they dance, weaving themselves in and around each other,. Laying down I was out almost as soon as my head hit the pillow, that's when the terror began. The dreams were unlike anything I could remember having (which at the moment wasn't much). I saw people lined up against a wall cut down by an energy weapon; I saw thousands of people wiped out in seconds. I swear I could hear the screams of each as they died. Jerking awake it seemed I had half of my memory back. Looking around I saw that I was in a safe house, though I didn't see the agent I had.