Fir maine bola bhabhijan pehli bar gand maara rahi ho na isiliye itna dard ho raha h.Fir mai tel lekar aaya or apne lund pe lagaya or thodi se tel bha...bhi ki gand pe lagaya unki gand ke ched k andar ungli se ache se tel ko lagaya.Fir maine bola chlo bhabhi tel laga diya ab tmhe dard nai dega.Bhabhi boli thik h araam se krna Is bar maine lund ko dhire dhire ghusaya or bahar kiya kuch der aisa ki kiya bhabhi chikh nai rahi thi bs siskiya le rahi th.Ab maine dhire dhire speed bdhaya or zor zor se. Jack agreed and suggested that they go to one of the non-disco lounges as he was long past that kind of dance and he disliked loudness of the music.Mary called him an old 'fuddy duddy' and said she had met someone last night that she had promised to meet tonight at a disco lounge. She excused herself and wished Abby and Jack a good night.At the Lido lounge there was a DJ who in Jack's opinion was playing danceable music from the sixties. They ordered a drink and when Jack heard a slow song. When the half ended, I went out their back door and walked along the unlit trail that circled around the lake and behind the condos. That's when I saw her. In the light. She was young and beautiful, sitting on her lanai watching the same game I was watching. I said hello and she said hi. And I had been plucked from the darkness. I walked toward the screen enclosure and she walked to the screen door. We made small talk and she asked if I was going to the party. Everybody in the neighborhood. Mom arrived shortly after, and we had a joyous reunion. She approved ofthe way the apartment looked, then, as we sat drinking coffee, wetalked about my schoolwork, my friends, and my job. I told her abouteverything, including my taking exercise classes and the weight I hadgained, then lost, how I liked my job, and so on, which she soaked upwith great glee. I put some muffins on the table just as she asked meabout Ann."What?" I said, stalling for time."Don't," mom said with a smile, "be like.