Mom was out of country and her younger married sister with her two years old daughter had come to stay with us. I passed by dad’s bed room at night ...nd heard a soft moan from inside. When I peeped through the key hole, thinking dad might be masturbating in mom’s absence, I saw dad pumping his huge meat in Jyoti Maushi’s wet pussy. I however, neither told this thing to my mom nor did I ever ask dad about what I saw that night because I never wanted to spoil such a nice environment at my home. . Davis." her voice had that slightly mocking, gently amused tone that had always turned his guts to ice. "But how? If I am not going out of my head, how? I mean, I know you are dead." He again tried to rise, but the pressure on his head continued to hold him face down on the rug. "Well, I am not precisely sure myself," she said thoughtfully as she stroked his head gently with her toes, "Except it was decided that you need me to help you move on. So, here I am." "To help me?" "Yes. You. ” I took Felicia’s hand in my left and gave it a lingering kiss, then repeated it with Jodi’s.“Thank you, both of you,” I said. “Any guy would consider himself lucky to have friends like you.”Trish got a big grin on her face and Jenny, who didn’t have gym with the others and so hadn’t been there, said, “Hey, what about me? I know I wasn’t there but I would have helped if I had been.”I took her hand, kissed it, and said, “I know you would have and I thank you for the thought. If it’s all the. I couldn't remember ever having that kind of memory recall, conscious or asleep. I had remembered details of those events that I hadn't thought of since the day they'd occurred."What the hell is happening in my head," I asked myself, but as usual nobody answered.I left a $20 bill on the pillow for the housekeeping staff and straightened up, though the only place that came close to needing it was the bathroom, due to my morning shower. I didn't make the bed.It had been close to forty years since.