The woman — at least I assumed she was a woman from her long locks and the dress that she was wearing — was getting close enough now that I could ...tart to discern her features. She seemed, even at this distance, somewhat familiar. Maybe it was the way that she walked. She was the first other living person that I had seen in the two months since the great collapse.Oddly enough, although the people who ran the machinery weren’t alive anymore, a lot of things were still running, as it were, on. Actually rather monotonous, I should say, but apparently their arrivals were synchronised with my hormone production, and they never failed to satisfy my dreams and make me wake up in a sticky pyjamas and rumbled sheets.One night I noticed her. As a woman, that is. She had a kind smile on her pretty face, and I judged her to be somewhere in her forties, which would make her about ten years my senior. For the first time I looked one of my nightly visitors into her eyes. Phew. She had large. After the breakfast we went to the market on my bike, mami was keeping safe distance whenever she is on my bike..But I used to get tremendous hard on just having the feel of her..When we reached the market she started teasing me and asked me what kind of girl I like….I blushed..And just said mami…why you are teasing me always …!!After a while we entered in a stores where all the ladies Items were sold she started the purchase, and suddenly noticed that the sales girl was making a pass at meI. Once again we succeed in spending an event together without any quarrel.On Boxing Day evening, Chris went out with her girl gang from work to celebrate something and the day after Monica rang me for a quick meeting after work. She had interesting news for me; Chris had told the girl gang that she had met a nice divorced man who had began courting her, but she had resisted his attempts so far and they had agreed to see each other as friends until her divorce was final, but if I ignored her on.