Me: Well frankly, till a few days back I didn’t know anyone in this building either. I am not good at socializing you know!Her: (opening the door of...her flat and turning on the lights) Come inside and freshen up if you want to. I will cook for you right away!After freshening up I went to the kitchen and helped myself with a glass of water and while drinking water I first had a complete top to the bottom look of this lady! She was in loose pajamas and t-shirt. I won’t say that she had a figure. Wherever you are."I walked out of the room and turned off the light. I felt a loss but there was also a little relief mixed in with it.Mom's door was open. I looked inside. She was curled on her side, her arms wrapped around Jaz. Oh, Jaz. If only you were a few years older.Much as I wanted to, I didn't wake Mom to get me something to eat. I felt proud of myself.I made my way to the top of the stairs and grabbed hold of the banister. Two hands. I felt good walking down the stairs. I lifted my. "There's something going on ... the phone rang ... a mumbled conversation. I can't really make it out." Arti, is something going on?"One click."Did you hear what they're planning?"One click."Have they hurt you? Are you in any pain?"Two clicks. Then a pause, then four clicks."Four?" I said to Martinez and Io. "I don't know what that means." Maybe it means 'sort of' ... maybe she's in distress but not hurt," said Martinez through the computer's avatar."Concentrate your questions on what is going. Mom turned my face towards the mirror. "Now I have the blank canvas on which to apply the rest of the makeup Mike; take another drink if you want because we're going to be busy for a little while making you look pretty," she smiled. I took along pull on my drink and then relaxed and let mom do her job. I was actually intrigued by what she was doing to me and concentrated on watching her do my makeup. The smell of the foundation and powder was quite appealing and bought back memories of me as a.