As she got closer, I could see parts of her body; her face, breasts and waist hidden by the swirling mist."Mother?" I enquired, confused.There were su...tle differences between the last time she appeared and this one that was walking towards me. For one thing, Mother used to glide serenely in the mist, refusing exaggerated feminine swings, but definitely still female. This one walks with a purpose and demands attention, with the click clack of her heels and the swings of her hips.A voice echoed. I had seen her dancing with several guys, Jeffery among others. I played up my best gentleman voice and said, "Miss, I don't want to be too forward, but I would consider it a rare privilege if you would honor me with a dance."She came right back at me, with all the charm that a true southern belle possesses, "Well, I do declare; I have never in all my born days been asked in such a gentile and proper manner. I believe I can grant your desire for one dance."It just so happened that the next song. Velamma: Yes, you’re right. Your place is too small, and you’re way too busy. He can stay here for a bit. Let him know. It’ll be a nice chance to give an American the proper Indian hospitality!Velamma spoke to Ramesh about it. He felt proud of his wife’s desire to be a good host. Kwame arrived that morning, and the family welcomed him. Ramesh and Veena left for work, leaving Kwame alone with Velamma.Velamma: Kwame, make yourself at home! If you have any laundry, hand it over, and I’ll have it. It shows the man fucking her from behind and her and the women squeezing the bed frame with her eyes shut tight and her mouth open wide. I wander if it really feels as good as they make it look on TV. Courtney says biting her bottom lip. I do to, I bet it feels great. I reply. God i wish i could find out, Im tired of being a virgin waiting for someone I want to lose it to. She says throwing her hands up. Same here I say back. We slowly look at each other and stare for a couple seconds. Could.