"And I think I know the kind of pictures you would like to have to remember me by!"With that, Cindy led me into the house, sweetly holding my hand as ...e made our way through the kitchen and into the living room. She reclined on the sofa and told me to get my camera ready. My fingers were trembling when I saw little Cindy reach for the hem of her girlish dress. She took hold of it and began to slowly lift the fabric until I caught just the faintest glimpse of her white panties. Then, after. Our swinging friend called me one day and was having a party. I told her we could not come because I was not on the pill. She had great parties without condoms. She told me that we had to come and all I had to do if I did not want to bring my own condoms was to have the men pull out-she called it "doin the money shot". I had not had any strange and wanted some so I told we would be there. We showed up and st arted to mingle and drink. After about thirty minutes my husband and I undressed and. I was ready to stab him and run away. I took a large knife I recently bought.Since he was getting engaged, I stopped going to his quarters. I was with one of my school colleagues those days.I knocked on the door. He opened.-hi hameeda, good news for you…-That was all. I pulled out my knife and jumped at him, screaming,-imad you destroyed me!-I stabbed him, but I missed. Before I could take my hand back to position, he held my wrist and in a moment, curled it down, disarming my knife.Oh god!. .." And I'd watch you coming towards me" I cut in as I joined in her game, "and jump up to ask you to dance."As I spoke I got to my feet and bowed to my daughter then held out my arms in the classic dance position, she came into my arms and we did a little waltz with the regulation space between us."And while we danced we'd just sort of drift together," Mary said softly matching action to words, "you'd put your arms around me and we'd just drift around the floor."Holding my daughter's.