Then I realized that theattention coming our way was directed at Moretta, not me and that actuallybothered me. Moretta (mother) chose a table near som...e guys. I had to go tothe bathroom and almost went into the lady's room by mistake. There was a guystanding at the urinal next to me and I quickly looked away, embarrassed.However using a urinal made sure there wasn't a mess.When I returned she was flirting with those guys. I was tempted to join in,forgetting my status as a male, but a quick look. I saw her.” Chris looked at me and I could see the realization come over her. “Oh my God. It’s a sex doll.”Busted in my own house.“Come on,” I said, “I’ll show you.”After I retired I invested in one of those real dolls; a life size recreation of a woman with all of the natural looking and working parts.I took Chris back into my room and showed her the doll. She took a long look. “It looks so real. What do you do with it?”I decided that I’d better come clean. If Chris was going to live with me. “Thank you Shalini, I can sleep on your Sofa, no problem.” She shook her head. “No Sofa. Guests get proper bedding so you don’t have a bad hangover in the morning. Vijay will fix everything.”If I’ve learned anything from twenty years with Swetha, it’s that you don’t argue with a woman whose mind is made up. Besides, the last Drink was hitting me pretty hard so when she stood and tugged my hand, I got up just a little wobbly and followed her meekly into the back of the house.I figured Vijay was. "Just some friends. It's not a date, or anything." Why had she said that? It didn't matter to him. With an inward shrug she went upstairs to the bathroom. Stripping off her clothes, she looked at herself critically in the mirror. For a long time she had despaired of ever developing a figure, but in the last couple of years her breasts and hips had really sprouted. She wasn't voluptuous -- not as much as her mother, who really had a body to die for -- but nicely curved. She could often feel.