I could see size 8, but could also see her ass covered in sheer black panties with a pink trim on the waistband. I could feel my cock stirring again, ...o be this close to her panties, for the first time while she was still wearing them.“Size 8” I said.With that she pulled her jeans back up and redid the button. She sat back down selected the size and clicked on “add to basket” an ad came up, people that bought this item also bought…. She saw the offers which included different tops and shoes,. The pain and suffering Ramesh had caused made her distrustful of all men. No, not all men. All men, but one. There was one glaring exception.HER BEAUTIFUL SON, MADHAV! And now he was with her again. He was her hero. And he had fought a duel to win the right to claim her as his own. He had fought and won. Won her away from the evil Ramesh and his destructive ways.She felt so warm and safe now. She wanted to tell him that. But she was afraid. She wanted to tell him how much she loved and needed. It was much easier to mask the residual liquor breath. A simple cup of coffee was all she would need to block the lingering aroma of the wine, and finally, because it was not perceived as threatening by girls.While they sipped their first glass, she told him about her excitement of going to high school in the fall, and meeting all new people. As the second glass emptied, she told him how excited she was to date him. He didn't miss that opportunity.He leaned across the sofa, pulled her to him. As many times as I could possibly get away with. I fantasized about being with Harold again, I craved the feel of his hands, the taste of his lips, the sound of his voice. I honestly had fooled myself into believing that I could just have one night of passion with him and then go back to my life. One night I had come to the point of making up my mind that I was going to call him and set up another meeting. I didn't care about the risk I was taking or the potential damage it could do to my.