"To Tryon to make a deposit in my bank," I replied. He just shook his head in amazement that I would ask him to ride along.Exactly twenty minutes late... we pulled into the parking lot, of the downtown branch, of the Bank of North America. I opened the rear door of the Woody, then I removed the large black nylon backpack.Blevins followed me through the extra tall glass doors. The teller's windows were situated on the left side of the large lobby. First I went to one of the customer service. Aur me mauke ki talash karne laga me regularly apni nani k pas jane laga taki meri mulakat mami se ho sake aur thode time k bad harari achi dosti ho gayi mami aur meri age same hi thi isliye wo b mere se frankly bate karti thiAur me unhe chedta rahta tha kabhi unke peth ko touch kar leta tha aur kabhi unhe kohni marta kabhi piche se ja kar aapna lund unki gand par touch kara deta par mami kuch nahi bolti thi sayad unko mera ye karna achaLagta tha kyoki me hi wha par ek dost tha aisa karte karte. "We drove over to the public parking lot in front of my building and I waited while she parked her car and joined me in mine, carrying her purse and the kite sleeve. Since I have a garage space on the other side of the building and the lot was quite full I hadn't wanted to leave my car there; so we drove around the building. I actually have two garage spaces, but only use one side. I also had an inside staircase, if I wanted to climb three sets of steps. I opted instead to take her out into the. Then slowly, she raised my own fingers upwards to my mouth as she whispered so slowly, "Show me? I really need to know your okay with everything that happened, that you still love me and your not upset with me. Then she moved it to my lips and continued to whisper, "Please, this is how I'll know for sure. Lick your fingers. Lick them clean. I want to watch you do it." How could she be asking me to do this? I did want her to know it was okay. I wanted her to know and to really feel it because I.