She was sweaty and tired from roaming about the city. She had bought some of my favourite sweets…”Look what I’ve got for my special son! Your fa...ourite milk pedha!” She proudly announced. I was relieved at seeing her happy with me and I almost broke into tears….”I’ve made dinner for you ma.You must be hungry”.I made her sit on the table and served her dinner. “Aren’t you eating mone (malayalam word for son) ? “, “No amma (mom) I already ate..you eat now”. I went to the bedroom with the box of. He lays down on top of her, their sweat slicked bodies sliding over each other, as he kisses her softly. Micheal wipes the dripping sweat from his brow as she kisses him back lovingly. He finally breaks the long, ecstasy-filled kiss, and smiles a completely satisfied smile down at her face, that's mirroring his look of delight. "I thought we were going for a swim?" she teases, as Jarod extricates himself from her. "We are. We just took a long time getting undressed." he answers ironically,. . creak...' came the soft footfalls upon the basement steps. 'Pat... pat... pat..." whispered the quiet sound of bare feet on the concrete floor outside my bedroom. 'Eee...' the moan of protesting hinges desperately in need of oil. Then came the barely heard footfalls upon my bedroom carpet followed by the whisper of clothing hitting the floor. I knew who it was and why she was in my bedroom. She wanted to torment me yet again. I had been home a little over four weeks and damn near every night. My name is Kam. I'm 30 years old, and I live in Seattle, Washington. And,for as long as I could remember, I hated traveling by air. Unfortunately,I had a job in finance that required me to travel fairly frequently.While I really struggled with this, I figured that in a way it was a goodthing because it forced me to face my fears. No matter what I tried, Ialways felt increasingly anxious every time I had an upcoming flight,more so with each passing day. I took a little comfort in knowing that.