“Samantha, go get dressed. Damien is coming for dinner in a little while.” Panic fluttered in my belly and I ran down, almost tripping and falling... in my clumsy haste.“Um, you know what, Mom, I feel a little sick. I don’t think I want eat anything tonight.”My mother turned around and placed a hand on her hip.“You don’t look sick,” she pressed a hand to my forehead. “And you don’t have to eat too much, but it would be rude to not show up. Damien’s been very nice to us, helping us out with yard. I got my breath and heart regulated, did a bit of work and a beautiful little girl knocked and came in, closing the door and leaning against it. She looked about twelve."Hi," I said, closing my binder and standing up. "What's your name?" Linda," she said, "I'm Linda James." You're not in any of my classes, are you?"She shook her head as I leaned back against the edge of the desk and offered her my hand. "I'm a virgin," she said very quietly.I raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a hymen, Linda, an. I ensured that they start bath at the same time.”Neeru: “Wow Jiju, but what about Papa?”.Me: “Took care of him too. I ran the hot water into the bathtub and told him to soak in for 10 minutes to ease his arthritic knees.”Neeru: “So he is also in the bath for 20 minutes?”I grinned and said yes. She placed the teacup on the slab away from us and her eyes misted over with tears. I bent down to kiss her again and she closed her eyes and leaned back happily.My hands released the lone button and her. I tucked a few errant curls behind my ear, and grimaced at the small blemish on my chin. I stuck my purse underneath the passenger seat, and then hopped out of the car, hitting the automatic locks.For some reason I had dressed carefully; habit, I suppose, when planning to see Steven. I had been wearing my nicest clothes and of course my sexiest undies on all of our dates - for the occasional grope session, as well as 'just in case'. This night was no different - I was wearing my satiny black.