”“Do they like lamb?”“Yeah, we have that once or twice a year.”“All right, we’ll do that.”Once I got confirmation that we could get a ...three-rack lamb crown roast, I texted Dad and the Moms to ask one of them to pick it up from the butcher on the way home. Emma was waiting for me to finish the text.“Would you, please, tell your parents that we’ll be finished with the bathroom mid-day tomorrow? I know that your dad asked us to expedite its completion, but we didn’t have to, as we didn’t run into. ...You tell me to stand, and when i do You lift my chin and tenderly kiss my tear streaked face, and then hold me tight.after un-cuffing me You get the t-shirt from your car and tell me to get dressed, and as i do You take the bra i was wearing and put it in Your pocket. we lock the shop up and you open the door to your black 4x4 for me, helping me in and closing it firmly when i am in. just before turning the key you phone my husband again telling him that i am not going to make it for a few. This went on. One day evening 9m usual time she came to my house with rasam, curry etc directly. I was reading sex story.She went to kitchen and kept the items there. She came to hall and saw my laptop and saw the sex story, since I forgot to change my screen. She asked me – what r you doing. I did not have answer. Then she told me –she is having stomach pain. I asked her should I bring any medicine, she told not required. But this pain comes monthly. There is no medicine, she asked my help –to. ” That was followed with a long couple of minutes of silence which he finally broke with, “Would you like to do it with me?” I said, “With you or to you?” He said, “Whatever.” Intrigued, I asked, “When?” He said, “Now. I mean today.” “Where?” I asked. He said, “We can go to my house. On Sunday evenings my folks are at church until late.” The outstanding thing about this dialogue is it was completely innocuous, just two seventeen-year-olds talking, as if they were planning on going.