"For a long moment, time stood still. Bobby looked at the mounds of fleshon his father's chest, then down at his own flat torso. "Maybe, youshould be ... girl, too." The words echoed in his mind.The late October Saturday was cold and overcast. As woman and son walkedacross the mall parking lot, a biting wind swirled around them. Bobbyzipped up his jacket against the frigid air."I think it may snow," Henry forecasted. The gusts were reeking havoc onher hair. "Remind me to get a hairbrush, too,. I was her first and....until recently, her only.I always had the fantasy of fucking her beautiful pussy, cumming deep inside her, and then have her squatting over me while I lick all my cum out of her wondrous hot pussy. Unfortunately, after cumming, the desire dissapears.I shared my fantasy with her a couple of times, and the one night after cumming deep inside her, she pushed my head down bewteen her legs, lifted her pussy to my mouth, and although I smelled our sex, I could not bring myself. .. you see ... it was when I learned her date ... her ... her birthdate. It reminded me..." Aha, yes, I understand ... she reminded you of a child you never had, because of Popova." Yes, because of Popova." (5)"We understand Sveta, we understand. Did you know Popova had cancer? She was trying to build her own memorial, so to speak. I think she lost objectivity, too. Vyera was a very unlucky coincidence and..." And when Vyera proved to be such a nice person, I suppose I began to think of her as. Within a couple of weeks I had to visit farm which was somewhere 25 km away from the city, Jiju was instructing me to what I had to do there. Suresh over heard the conversation and asked me when I was to visit the farm, I said next Sunday.Suresh – how long will it take to come back?Me – may be up to eveningHe –will you take my kids there so that they can have nice excursionMe – then let’s go all together you also come with usHe – no I have catch up the pending work as it assessment is.