Sandrine ignored his evident confusion and gave him no mercy as she worked him as hard as she could over kitchen vocabulary. He could barely remember ...u jus, and that only because they used the same term in English to describe a roast served in its juices.He thought he detected levity in Sandrine’s words, however, and he certainly saw her smiles. He rosewater perfume entered his nostrils and refused to leave and her voice, always pleasantly low, seemed to move to an even deeper timbre while it. Mark held her by her shoulders lifted her to a standing position and kicked the chair aside. “Mark what are you doing, its over you said it” she said looking at her son in the mirror .He replied“ I only said I wont fuck you in your hole”, “Stop it mark you have done every thing ” she said. “Yes I know mom but I told you to stay nude and you didn’t listen to me and besides I just can’t stop myself from kissing you mom, when you’re looking so hot”. He wrapped his arm around her from behind and. I was overwhelmingly happy and sad all at once. Happy because Ihad loved the past few hours more than I could have ever imagined, andsad because I figured I was never going to experience anything like itagain."I was reliving the emotion and fighting the urge to cry all over again.Brittany reached over and wrapped both her hands around my free hand andgave it a squeeze. I took a deep breath and went on."I got back to our place, undressed, and climbed into bed, figuring Iwould be me again the. I anticipated the after work appointment I had with Siza. I just needed so badly to get her to talk to me about what happened and what was going to happen in the future. I needed to know a possible way out of my embarrassment, how to redeem myself. I needed somebody’s advice and I wondered if she had anything to do with spreading that rumor. But from what I’d heard it could have been anybody in a crowd of onlookers.Time came for quitting and I was putting things away to take the fateful walk.