Subconsciously I was compelled to take a swig from the water bottle I was carrying.Snapping out of that awesome daydream, I chugged aside the water bo...tle. Walking up to her; adjusting boxes with both of her hands, the insides of her creamy thighs were fully exposed. Here smooth legs lead my eyes to her sweet lace lined pussy and ass crack. Her dress had crept up beyond her hips revealing pretty blue panties. I could see it was a thong since the silky patch covering her love holes and the. She took the beautiful night gown her auntie made, out of the bureau drawer and carefully folded it and tucked it too inside along with her few blouses and skirts along with her bottle of perfume, a shawl and another pair of sandals, also a small brass crucifix from her grandmother's coffin and her rosary beads. It all went in. Oh, and also her little wooden box that held her writing paper and a pen and some papers. All her worldly possessions inside one little frayed bag, her whole life.She. “My mind goes in different directions trying to calculate the true meaning of ANYTHING. Then she says “Let me show you what I mean by anything”. She climbs into the back of the van and starts to remove her clothes. She deserves better than a dirty old van. I tell her to stop. I drive away from the place as fast as I can and to the nicest hotel in the area.We get the finest room available. She takes the opportunity to take a long, hot bath and relax. She comes out of the bathroom wrapped in. Ayan: But it would be different if I was in just my boxers. You will not be ready to sleep in a gown next to me then.Mona: Why not? What difference was that going to make? If you wanted to do something to me, you would have already done that!Ayan: What? Mom? What are you saying?Mona: Why do you have to react like this, Ayan. I just said, if you had any plans of making a move on me, you would have done that during our Delhi trip. My clothes were not going to matter.Ayan: I did not do anything of.