Later that evening, I called vamsi and he was not responding. I decided to go to his house and also wanted to apologize his mom for what had happened.... The main Door was opened and I moved in. I dint found vamsi but his mom was seen cooking in the kitchen. I went to her and slowly said, ‘Sorry aunty. I dint know it was you and it just happened accidentally. Pls forgive me’. Saying this I was standing still.Then she turned back and said. ‘According to Indian culture there is a saying that a woman. I am getting harder. The wandering hand moves again, slowly down to your tummy, that tiny bump that you are always so concerned about. I love your little bumps and hollows. Without them, you wouldn’t be you, and I wouldn’t be as satisfied as I always am with you. Caressing your now naked tummy with my hand, I bend down and kiss your lips, lightly and with my tongue rubbing on your lower lip. You part your mouth slightly and let my tongue enter you, not passionately, just softly, slowly,. I got into the back seat, mom in front, as Jim drove the 5 blocks to Sarah’s.We went inside, Diane, (Sarah’s mom) she met us at the door.“Hi Mrs Moore, this is my mom, Natalie, mom this is Sarah’s mom Diane.”Mom and Diane shook hands, and said nice to meet you, to each other.“Marcy the girl’s are down stairs waiting for you.”“Thank you Mrs Moore.”I ran downstairs. I saw Beth, and Pam, they are both seniors this year, both are dressed in a sweat shirt, and jeans. Beth turned to Pam, and said;. He squeezed her hand and said, "Thank you, Sam. You're right. You've definitely given me some things to think about." He looked at me, then back at Sam. "I know it's an imposition, but I have to ask. Would you like to visit my wife?" Sam looked over at me."Mr. Johnson, we'd be honored to meet your wife."He smiled and stood up. Sam picked up the trays and returned them. I had my arm wrapped around Mr. Johnson's. Sam came up and grabbed his other arm.We went up to his wife's room. It was smaller.