He rose and draped it around him. It felt gloriously - the slipperylining, the quickly spreading warmth and the soft hair against his neckand cheeks. ...He inhaled the scent, a perfume he knew well.Then he felt his mother hugging him."I really fought for you, Lucian," she whispered in his ear. "You mustalways believe that. Promise me you believe that."He looked down and found his nylon-clad knee peeping from the fur. Hefollowed his leg down to the silver pump.Tears pressed against the back of his. She then said, “is it something like this?” I said, “with a lot of awkwardness yes”. She said “but I kinda liked it.”I said “are you trying to flirt with me by not saying anything?”she just laughed and we both went quiet again. The next time we broke the silence was 2 mins later when she asked me if I wanted to meet again. I asked if I should bring any lights for her project clicks. She said ok.two days later we met at the same shop and there were many people around. We tried to talk but. "Mary left the room and Beverly said, "We think you will make a cute babyfor us all."I said, "Why would I want to be a baby and how could I be a baby, I 'm agrown man?"Beverly said, "ooh I don't know, you are just so small and cute compared tous, we are all bigger than you and we can handle you, you won't be able tostop us from doing what we want and admit it are you really wanting this"I now was now getting very nervous and wondered how they would know myinner feelings.Beverly was busy soaping. I kept my hand over her and went even more close and acted like I slept. After few minutes mom left the room.(For my mom’s stats she is 38-36-40. Middle tanned body. She is short in height with mass at proper place. Bra size is 38c.Proper south Indian body. She wears the old style pointy white bra all the time. She wears mostly salwaar or sometimes saree. She never wore jeans and t shirt.)then in the afternoon we had lunch and then everyone slept. In the evening my mom woke me up to get ready..