Tony sits stunned at what just happened. Grabs his drink downs it in a big gulp. He gets up and goes to the kitchen, puts his glass in the dishwasher....Heads up the stairs to his room. Stops at the bathroom and takes care of business and does a quick wash up. As he opens the door to his room he is shocked, as he sees his mother laying in his bed. “I didn't mean in separate beds.” Candice says smiling and patting the bed beside her. Tony walks over to the bed, sits on the edge and gently strokes. "Well, make it better then!" she says. I am obligated to finish what I have started, but after the main tool goes down, I am at a slight loss what to do. I cannot go backwards on her. "Do you want a lickin’" I ask unenthusiastic. We fall asleep. Sometimes she is in my arms but in the end we divide and take up lonely positions. The dawn brings the reality streaming in, the traffic starting to drone into one morning herd. "I did it because I wanted to see why we were together and if I was just a. ”“Now, you disagree with Andy. He says there’s only one.”“Well, if you split it the way I do, there are two. Some jobs you have to be great at. You want to be a concert violinist, you have to beat out something like a dozen violinists, very good violinists, for any one opening. And a novelist. Actually, anybody can be a novelist; all you need is a typewriter, and a couple of reams of paper. Being a published novelist is a lot harder. You have to compete with dozens of novels coming into the. So Tanisha asked him, how he dealt with stress and other stuff. He was dumbstruck. He didn’t know what to say. So he changed the topic to food. They both had dinner and watched TV for a while.Now it was time to sleep. Aryan insisted Tanisha to sleep in his room and he would sleep on the couch in the hall. She agreed and both said good night to each other and left to sleep.Tanisha was on her phone for a while and Aryan was busy thinking about her cleavage. After a while, Tanisha slept but Aryan.