Ankita: How can you forget to latch the door?We both were surprised by her this statement and were not able to understand what she wanted. She leaned ...owards Deepti, put her hands on her cheeks and told her to stop crying. I was standing frozen still and watching what was happening. Ankita then kissed softly on Deepti’s lips which led Deepti into a shock.Ankita: (To me) Will you now please latch the door or want to left it open like last time?I went and latched the door still in shock about. I don't know if it was the slow way her juicy bottom lip pulled from her teeth to gently bounce ito place. I don't kow if it was how plump and thick her pink lips were or how they pursed and quivered. All I know is that when I saw that.... everything kicked into drive. I walked up to her to increase the tension between us. Far enough to not to touch but close enough to taste her pheramones. Challeging her with my eyes I let a smirk rise across my face. We could feel each others breath. We had a pleasant evening, good eats, cold beer, good company and lots of laughs.I don’t know if my wife noticed that Baxter was in good spirits lately. He was not mean or condescending throughout the barbecue. He had a good time and so did we. I went into the kitchen at one point and seeing Baxter at the counter, I walked over and patted and squeezed his ass. He laughed, “Don’t you dare goose me here!”I suggested to Carl that he come to work with me the next day. I would introduce him to Earl.. He caressed the underwear againsthis cheek, his skin. It felt so marvellous, so much nicer than thehorrible boy clothes he had to wear. He wished he could wear the clothesall over, be wrapped in silk and satin. He didn't understand what washappening.Memories merged with the dream and he was older now, about ten, stillwearing his mother's underwear whenever he could. He was careful, nevercaught, and he sometimes wished she knew, that she sat him down and toldhim there was no need to hide or feel.