Tell him to whack it off.” “Go ahead, Ishy,” Mona said. “Do . . ..” “No,” Julie said, cutting Mona off. “That’s enough.” She lea...ned over and whispered something to Mona, who got up and left the room. “I’m taking him home.” A clearly disappointed Carole said, “C’mon boys,” and led Abbott and Costello down the hall and, hopefully, into a minor footnote in history.” Mona came back and handed Julie a damp towel. Julie gently wiped my face and ass and then urged me up onto the couch where I sat. I tried to do the same but sleep was not for me. Conscience is a powerful enemy and as I lay awake in the darkness, mine would allow no self-delusion. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Ramon’s fit, athletic body; his warm handsome face; his deep brown eyes.Driven by arousal, lust and infatuation, I had wanted Ramon to kiss me. I knew that; he knew that. I had responded when his lips had touched mine. I had loved the touch of his hands on my body and had wanted him to go further; much further.I. Approaching our house, I noticed a car parked just behind Ana's Altima. It was a red Toyota SUV, California plates, and I didn't even remotely recognize it or who its owner could possibly be. I parked on the street in front of my house, confused by who could possibly be visiting. I took the bottle of wine in my hand, forgetting about the flowers for the moment, and slowly exited the car. Something didn't feel exactly right, and this unsettlement made me approach the house with some. We'll squeeze them all in."Mom looked even more doubtful but agreed rather thoughtfully. "Hope theywon't get too cramped and uncomfortable."Dad was hugely excited all week before our guests' arrival. He kept tellingme about them, particularly his friend Zafar, "Rohan, I'm sure you're goingto enjoy their visit. Zafar and I have been friends from grade school tillhe left for a job in Dubai. His oldest son is older than you by a fewyears, and I'm sure he takes after his dad, he'll be a good.