Fran put her red pen down and sat up straighter--impressive considering her already board-like posture. She watched Abigail read for a few seconds."Se...iously, Abigail, let's take a break. I hate to admit this, but my eyes aren't as young as they used to be, and the strain is a bit much." Alright, but I insist on you letting me buy you some coffee at the café. Lord knows I need one." As if on cue, she stifled another yawn.Fran smiled again. "If you insist."Abigail grabbed her wallet as they. My wife started to remove her red lined black saree slowly. But the man held the pallu of the saree and removed it quickly. My wife became very much ashamed and covered her face with her hands. I was getting hot seeing my wife in only red blouse and black petticoat in front of a middle aged tailor.The tailor now started taking measurement from the back side of my wife and after taking some measurement he come in front of my wife and hold her hand to put them down. My wife resisted little bit. .." she stammered, finding it impossible to put into words what had transpired in her son's room."What is it Helen? I don't think I've ever seen you so nervous." You'd be nervous too if your son made a pass at you." What?" smiled her friend, believing that Helen was either pulling her leg or over dramatizing. She saw Helen nod her head confirming her statement. "Well, come on now, every boy goes through that phase of having a crush on his mother." This isn't like that. He all but bragged about. It's just me, Mom, and Dad again, but that's the way it's always been. I'm already more comfortable with it because it occurred to me that being jealous of you is like being the same of Tina and Anita. That would be just silly actually. It's actually kind of cool that you're both part of my family and Tony's now." Ewww! Think about it," Anita said. "If Cheri is Becs' first cousin and Tony is Cheri's dad, doesn't that mean Becs is actually dating her uncle now?"That got a chorus of chuckles from.