This didn’t register at the time, as she locked our lips together for a final time that day, before getting up walking over to where her night shirt...rested on the floor, before picking it up and disappearing out the room, I heard her on the phone a few seconds later speaking to her best friend, and could only hear parts of the conversation, and quickly realized it was to Tina her best friend. I heard her tell her the events of the morning but not in too much detail, but quite loudly and. I concentrated harder and located the sound next to the bed on my right. Who ever it was, is sleeping, the rhythm of breath was soothing to hear, peaceful a sound of restfulness and life. Another sound, a soft ticking added its beat and rhythm to my awareness.I concentrated even harder and heard muffled voices far off somewhere. Harder and harder I concentrated! I put all my energies in listening and feeling my eyes closed helping me concentrate. I heard weeping and consoling sounds, not words. Rahul: You have a nine-year-old kid? Unbelievable! You don’t look that old, ma’am. If you don’t mind then can I know your age?Gayatri: I am 37, and I know I look old.Rahul: No, ma’am, I thought you would be in your late 20’s. You look young.Gayatri: Thank you. You look pretty young too. How old are you?Rahul: I started driving a truck when I was 24. It’s been 7 years now.They spoke and got to know each other, which helped Gayatri with her trust issues. She started to feel a bit secure in that. This proved to be harder to find, since my son had decided it would be perfect for a cape, and had left it draped over his bed frame. After ensuring all of my necessities were packed, I stood in front of the floor length mirror in our bedroom and examined myself. I had a tight shirt that was holding up my 38D breasts very nicely. My skirt barely covered my ass when I was standing up, and since I was wearing a small thong, whoever was behind me when I bent over would get a full view of my ass.