’ He leaned forward and placed his hand in hers. ‘Sam, it’s nice to meet you too.’ Her hand was soft and small and very feminine and another ...bolt of awareness shot through him. Her eyes flashed briefly and Sam realised she was responding to the contact of him. He released her hand and moved his case and papers to the seat next to him. ‘So Sarah, do you come here often?’ She laughed. ‘Every Friday at the same time, without fail… You?’ ‘No… Only when it’s unavoidable… I prefer to drive myself. Since he wasn't there, they waited.Ben became engaged with the general conversation of the room when the Platoon Sergeant for the First platoon offered him coffee. "It's only Government coffee, but it's free."To Sandy's quiet approval, Ben chatted amiably, beginning with the constantly sunny weather, and how they seldom had to venture out in the heat being Nighthawks. This garnered near universal agreement that Nighthawk (overnight) shift was a desirable duty.Sandy sat up when Ben asked. ”“Oh?”He hesitated before continuing.“I peeked around the corner of the door and saw Peter and his parents on their bed.”“Yes.”“Well, they were doing something I didn’t think families ever did.”“What was that?” I asked, my interest starting to peak.Again he hesitated.“They were having sex.”I looked straight at Jeff and waited for him to continue, not saying anything.“Peter was between his mother and father, having sex with his mother while his father was having sex with him. I couldn’t believe. This is real story happened between me and usha in our home. We both very staying in same apartments in 4th floor she was out neighbour and good friend of my mom. One fine day she came to our house when her husband went to office I was sitting in sofa she asked me where is my mother I said she is in kitchen they had light discussion and came to hall room and started to cut vegetables she (usha) was wearing black nighty they sat down in front of me she slightly bend so I can see her cleavage.