My tongue was out and I drew it back in and blinked my eyes open. I saw only pale flesh and faded blue branches, and then I was choking again."It's ok...y, baby," my mom said.I pulled back and looked around. The room was dimly lit and cold. My mom was in the position I remembered her in when she last fell asleep, but she was gripping the breast I had exposed with one hand and had a new mug of wine with the other. We almost made eye contact, but I couldn't do it. She almost looked angry."Go back. “Cal,” I protested, “I at least need a shower first.”“And are you going to get in the shower fully dressed?” she asked.“No,” I answered.“Well then, I’ll help you, I’ll wash your back as well.”It took her less than three minutes to get me undressed, and another minute to render herself in the same condition. Then she led me through into the bathroom and turned the shower on. It was a walk-in and was more than big enough for the two of us.Once the water had run warm, we stepped in and she. Meri mom ki age 42 years hay, size 40-38-42 hoga. Meri mom nain mujhay bulaya or kaha aao slide khatay hain main mom kay sath gaya wahan per rush bhot tha mager hamain jaga mil gayee phir mom nain kaha tum meray aagay betho to main nain mana kiya or kaha mujhay dar lagta hay Phir mom nain kaha chalo peechay beth jao Main nain kaha theek hay or main apni mom kay peechay tangon say pakar kar beth gaya. Os wakt mujhay kuch ajeeb sa laga main apni mom say bilkul chupak kar betha tha. Mujhay maza. This is nota drill."Rick heaved a sigh of relief and Rhona said, "Fuck."Rick jumped off the bed as soon as he realised what the bells meant andsniffed the air. "I smell smoke. We have to get out now."Rhona was struggling to undo the straps on the harness, and Rick grabbedher arm and pleaded with her. "There's no time to waste, we have to getout." He grabbed two of the hotel robes and gave one to Rhona. Heshrugged himself into one and opened the door a fraction. The smell ofsmoke was stronger in.