And there she was, dressed to kill in a short skirt and beautifulsilk blouse with and apron on, cutting carrots with a big chef'sknife. As he walked b...y she didn't look up or say anything so hesaid, "Hi, mom," but didn't hear any reply from her. Waiting acouple of seconds he tried again with another, "Hi, mom. Good Morning." Don't 'hi' me you . . . you . . . you filthy, you perverted sexmaniac," she hissed, the venom in her voice sharper than the knifeshe was wielding. Before he could utter a. Luckily in 3 days it was the marriage anniversary of my parents and as usual my dad was out of town. I called my dad, congratulate him and asked him that I would buy some clothing stuff to my mom and myself on their marriage occasion.He appreciated me for taking care of the family so much. So, I told mom to get ready for going to the market to buy something. While going to the mall I asked my mom to remove her huge tilak that she usually applies on her forehead and replace it with a shining. I glance at the clock through my still half closed eyes -- 12:30 AM. I listen and hear the sound again. Uneven, subdued, but distinct from the white noise of the fan in the forced air system. Groggily I step out of bed and make my way into the hall. In the half light from the moon window I can see that your door is ajar. And I can determine the noise is coming from within. I walk quietly to the door, unsure what to expect, but certainly not what I see.You, naked, spread eagle on the bed you. You have deep piercing green eyes and short light brown hair. You have a square jaw with stubble growing on your face. You have scars and marks all along you arms, torso, and neck making you look grizzled and older than you are, considering you’re twenty one. And lastly you have an endowment your proud of, standing at eight inches tall. It was large enough for the maids and cooks to come to you looking for relief when you we’re free.A month ago as you were training your bowmanship when Harkquen.