‘You should not have done that! I told you I needed to think about it.’ She said sternly. I had to change my tactics. ‘What! He’s leaving for ...ome and he’s coming over for a visit.’ ‘You expect me to believe that.’ She shot back. ‘It’s going to be embarrassing and uncomfortable as all get out!’ I took note that she did not say ‘as all hell’. ‘Well, he’s coming over. You may want to consider the way you dress. It will give me a clue as to your decision. I, personally, hope you dress for the. From my child hood onwards we can roam like nude due to less clothes that means me & sister fully nude and mom wears only sari. Through her transparent sari her body view was out from her sari. In Muslim tradition, boy’s penis skin will cutted , due to that our penis will grow faster compare other boys. My dad comes once in a week and they enjoyed sex full of that day in front of us some times. But Now a days he was not active in sex, but Mom was satisfied by putting some brinjal and carrots. She loves me. I came out of the room. She was not in the hall. Noise of shower maybe she is taking shower.I saw her mobile on the table. I wanted to inquire. I opened her gallery. There were loads of my photo. Some taken in college. She was spying on me. I couldn’t see this. I saw my number in her contacts. How she got my number. She knows everything about me, she has my photos, she orders me like someone of hers, does she love me? Yes, definitely she loves me. I could not take it anymore. I. That hurt. ‘I’m sorry, Mom.’ She was suddenly contrite. ‘I didn’t mean to sound so bitter. I didn’t mean to knock your profession. I really didn’t. I know it makes you happy. It’s just that…well, I’m not you, and I never will be. I’m not telling you not to do what you do. I’m just . . . asking you to appreciate what I want to do . . .’ ‘I know,’ I swallowed. ‘I’m trying to understand. I really am. It’s just all so . . . foreign to me.’ She hugged me then, and I remembered the afternoon Barry.