She took my hand and we went to my place, where I lived, where I’d never taken a soul before . I was thinking I hope I have no pictures around for h...r to recognise me. We enter my home, I put my things on the side and I lead her to my room. In my mind I sighed as there was nothing to show who I was. Take off your mask she asked. I can’t I told her gently , I am a mystery and that’s how I should stay. She looked me deep in the eyes with her beautiful blue ones. She came close to me and stroked. It becomes regular for us to swim at the same time after work but no one initiated the conversation yet. But after 2 weeks I thought of trying my luck and went near her to introduce myself and she seems happy that I finally approached. Then we finally shared about each other and I came to know she is the mother of a kid and is 35 years old, which I said she doesn’t look and she was happy to hear that (let’s call her Ritika). Gradually we started talking regularly every day about her work and my. .perversely...good. "I tell you to talk, you talk. Otherwise, you stay quiet." If I could, I would have nodded, but she took my silence as understanding and slowly let go of my hair. Pain shot through my neck as I slumped my head forward, trying to work out the tension her little punishment had created, but it seemed like every muscle in my body was tensed to its limit. I kept quiet, like she commanded, biting my lip when I felt her pull a knife from her belt and let my bra join the rest of. Some of them were naked too, but they'd probably never seen someone my age naked unless they had older siblings. Impulsively, I waved at them, and one of them waved back. I wondered if they'd still have The Program when he got to high school. I suppose he would grow up used to kids his age walking around naked. Just then, the kids mother came to get him. She was nursing a baby, I guess his little brother or sister. She had her hair styled in an Afro and was wearing blue jeans, with no top of.