I letMark order for me - I can't remember what - and we shared two differentappetizers as the conversation shifted to more serious matters - likewhat ...ould our future look like - if there was to be a future together.I began by telling him his mother now knew all about me - well, that Iwas the result of a screwed-up hormonal system, anyway. He said he'dbeen wondering if she was in on my secret. I didn't tell him, though,that she wanted us to get married.Mark admitted to being extremely confused. We got invited to a brunch on a Saturday in early October 2014 by one of Lenora’s cousins. It was a cousin’s party and it was held at a very nice place not too far from our house. It was from 11 am to 3 pm. Lenora’s family likes to drink so we were expecting to have a nice time. We didn’t go out very often and we enjoyed ourselves when we did.Because it was early in the day, we had kept an appointment with a mortgage broker for later that afternoon. This guy was referred to us by a friend who. She sent me her address and told me to join her at 5 pm. I went to her apartment and called her. She told me her flat number. I signed in the register and went in, and knocked on her door.Then she opened the door in a nice hot light blue saree, and her perfume was all sexy, attracting me. I went in, and we exchange a nice kiss. Then she went in to get me some soft drinks, and we sat on the sofa had a general conversation.Smita told me she actually read my story and gave my mail id to Ritesh to. "Mark, I don't blame you for what happened." What do you mean? You came in here and you got into my bed." Mark said."Mark. You took advantage of your mother in a moment of weakness." Mum..." Listen to me Mark." Her voice became more shrill."You should never have done that. I'm you're mother. It's just wrong."Helen felt sick to her stomach as she spoke. She couldn't believe that this had happened. Not with her f******n year old son."That's not what you said last night mum." You're not listening.