”“Different strokes, I guess,” she said. “But you and me – our future...”“You said a little home for the two of us...”“I want that. ...his is a nice apartment, but Brad...”“Yes?”“We can do a GOOD one. We have money. Buy the perfect remote lot. Build OUR cabin. OUR way...”“You’re serious.”“And you’d better be. I’m turning in my notice tomorrow. Claiming emotional issues.”“That’s innovative.”“It’s true, you know,” she giggled. “I’m pretty sure that doin’ your brother counts pretty heavy in ‘how. I was about to do that,” I said and I kissed her cheeks then her forehead.Time passed. We had dinner. As usual, dad called and said he’d be late. Mom was in her room, the door was open. I was on my way to my room. “Rahul, come in,” she shouted. I went in and asked why did she call me.“Can you sleep with me tonight. I feel lonely without your dad. I would like to spend some time with you. What do you say?” she asked. I was looking at her beauty in her black baby doll dress that only covered up. Me: Whoa! 8 months?! Isn’t it too long? But you are so beautiful.She: Thanks, maybe my husband doesn’t think so. He is always traveling, and when he is not, he does his work at home.Me: He is a waste to not appreciate such a great beauty and hot woman at his house. I wish I could help you in some way ;)She: Hmm..maybe..anyway it’s too late now. Good night.And that was a signal I was waiting to receive. Maybe I might get a bit of that ass :PSoon, my luck favored me, and my parents had to go. I had told him I was working in a clothing store.I was a little nervous about him coming to town. I hadn’t had a visit from anyone in my “old life” since I had worked in the bar. I didn’t feel ashamed, but I didn’t want my parents or my friends back home to be scandalized. So I tried to find a night during my dad’s visit where I could meet him for dinner or something G-rated like that.Well, I soon put Dad’s business trip in the back of my mind. I kept on dancing and getting great tips. Men.