After that, the service wasn’t making any sense to me but then, again, I couldn’t get it out of my head. The pastor in front was the very same man... who presided over our wedding at Carlos’ estate. This was the wedding when Mom and I were both naked, practically, and being married to the same man … and each other.But Mom was diverted and preoccupied by the little girl who had begun to fuss. I leaned forward slightly and smiled, remembering Mom doing the same to me when I fussed and we were. Aur us ka hath mujh sai touch honai laga yakin janoo maira seenai ka ubharr baad gayah aur wooh mairee sinai ko hi daikh nai laga mainai apna seena aur fula liyah takai usai aur majah aye aur howa bhi yahi lakin is kai saath hi usnai apni paint kai upar sai hi land ko masalna shuroo kardiyah mainai kani ankh sai daikh liyah aur mai waisee hi chalnai lagi jaabh kai aabh bhi us ka ek hath mairai ungli sai touch bhi hu raha tha aur mujaih bhi majah aaraha tha kai achanak us ladkai nai apna land. Frank leaned to me and whispered, “Can you believe these women? They’re all married, except for that Cindy.” I shrugged.Carol announced that the next round of drinks was ready, and then added, “Well, Ben is nice looking, but I think my husband has him beat!”“Thanks, babe,” I shouted without looking back.There was a moment of silence, and then Jenny upped the ante. “Prove it,” she demanded.Frank and I exchanged a shocked glance.“Yeah,” said Cathy. “Why doesn’t he give us a show?”“Yeah,” the. We found a nice desolate road, and we were speaking about the usual girly stuff, talking about some of the guys we had spied earlier when suddenly Marcia noticed a Rolls with dark tinted windows behind us. I had to giggle when Marcia told me to tease whoever was in the car. And she slowed down a bit while I gently lifted myself from the seat and waved my (rather beautiful) butt at the car suggestively. How we howled and giggled as it sped by. It was great to think that some poor soul was teased.