My name is Richard Biles."He extended his hand, and as we shook, he explained, "Actually your dad and I were best friends, and we were roommates on th...e USS Bates. Would you like to hear the story about how he died?"And the hits kept coming; was this guy kidding? Mom and I had spent the past 20 years trying to convince the Navy to give us some information about dad's death. All we kept getting was that it was top secret. I've never even heard the name USS Bates before. The government wouldn't. We travelled together around the world in exotic locations that are famous for passion and lust. I was picking names out for children. If I’m honest though, all I wanted to do was ride her. Her body language was nothing if not inviting. I slid from my barstool, and slowly approached her. The head rush from standing, and the adrenaline revealed that I wasn’t as close to being ready to drive home as I thought I was, but I played it cool. If I played this amazing hand that was just dealt. ഞാന്‍ ഉമ്മാന്റെ തോളിലൂടെ കയ്യിട്ടു മെല്ലെ ഒരു മുലയില്‍ വെച്ചു. ഉമ്മ കൈ കൊണ്ട് എന്റെ കൈ മാറ്റാന്‍ ശ്രമിച്ചെങ്കിലും ഞാന്‍ കൂടുതല്‍ ബലം പ്രയോഗിച്ചു മുല പിടിച്ചു. ഉമ്മയുടെ എതിര്പ്ല ക്രമേണ കുറഞ്ഞു വന്നു. ക്രമേണ ഞാന്‍ ബ്ലൌസിന്നുള്ളിലൂടെ കൈ കടത്തി. ഞാന്‍ പറഞ്ഞറിയിക്കാന്‍ വയ്യാത്ത ഒരനുഭൂതിയിലായിരുന്നു. ഉമ്മയുടെ മാര്ധവമുള്ള തങ്കകുടങ്ങള്‍ എന്റെ കയ്യില്‍. ഞാന്‍ മെല്ലെ ഉമ്മയുടെ കവിളില്‍ ഉമ്മ വെച്ചു. ഉമ്മ ഇപ്പോള്‍ നല്ല പോലെ സഹകരിച്ചു. ഉമ്മയുടെ മുലകള്‍ രണ്ടും ഞാന്‍ കൈകളില്‍ ഇട്ടു കശക്കി കൊടുത്തു.ആ വലിയ. Well, I think so. Don’t ask me why. The guy seems…competent. Anyway, he’s only been here about thirty minutes. He’s back looking at it now.’ ‘You want me to go back there? Go all bank-bitch on him?’ He laughs. ‘Can’t hurt.’ I follow Frank’s shoulders out to the factory floor. I feel out of place walking past Frank’s guys in jeans and plaid shirts already covered in dust while I strut past in my white blouse and pencil skirt with three inch heels echoing off the concrete. Each of them eyes me up.