"Not what you expected, huh?" he said, guessing my reaction."No," I replied with more than a little humor in my voice. He smiled,and I was glad to see...that he wasn't offended by my laugh."I built it for my daughter," he told me. "She really wanted to be aprincess while she was growing up, and I had the money to make ithappen. She's grown up and married now, but she still enjoys stayinghere when she comes to visit." There was a hint of sadness in his eyesthat told me she hadn't visited in a. She asked me questions after questions. Last she asked me do i have any girlfriend. I straightly said no and laughed. She told why , you are so handsome you should a girlfriend at least a time pass. I said mam i dont want to do such type of things in school. She laughed then. She told me that she like aparna , a girl in my class, very much. She then told me that if she would have here lesbian partner then it would be good. Oh my god what i heard. Mam is talking about sex. I ne’er looked at mam. You look up as a small flame flickers to life reflected in the mirror atop the dresser. The flame quickly catching to the candle I hold in my hand I smile feeling your gaze though I can not see your reflection in darkness outside of the candles glow. Setting the lighter to one side of the metal tray, I use the candle to light the remaining three candles before crossing the room to the nightstand on the other side of the bed to light the three candles there. I look over my shoulder briefly at. Water was going to be my choice of drink, but he insisted on wine, so I joined him. The conversation seemed to go well through the drinks and even as we ate our food. He spoke about liking sports and watching movies and I spoke about liking my job and writing. My writing took his interest and we went further on that subject. Eventually he learned about my love for writing erotica. Even with the little wine I had sipped, I could feel the light buzz in my head, not drunk, but feeling good. My.