He said, “Tara mam, I have had a crush on you for a long time.”Mom said, “Rocky, you are such a playboy. I knew you used to peep on me from your... cubicle.”He started kissing her on the neck and slowly started to unhook her shirt buttons. Slowly all her buttons opened, and he removed her shirt. She was wearing a red color push-up bra, and he unhooked her bra too. I could see her 36 size boobs and her hard brown big nipples.He was looking at her boobs like a crazy guy. He quickly grabbed them and. . strained. When you’re in a dark movie theater and what amounts to the theme from Jaws starts playing, you feel strain. When you jump out of an airplane and haven’t pulled the ripcord to the parachute, yet, that can be a strained kind of situation.You wouldn’t think that sitting around a dining room table, eating pizza would be strained. Not seriously strained. I mean when it gets tense at Thanksgiving dinner because Uncle Frank is talking politics (again!) or Aunt Mary starts trying to get. She shared a moving but dreadful story with me, telling me how the Arab Christians in the Middle East are under attack nowadays. Wow. I didn’t even know there were so many Arab Christians in places like Egypt, Syria and Lebanon until recently. I’m moved by the plight of such people. They’re being persecuted for their beliefs. I wear the rosary the old lady gave me for good luck. Wouldn’t feel right to throw it away or not wear it because it obviously meant a lot to her. Starting to mean a lot. But she can’t. Naraphim won’t give in, not to her, not to anyone. So, with a huff, the girl storms down the remaining steps, across the sidewalk and into the car.Settling in the seat, Danyelle looks across to the seats facing her. It is dark, so dark she barely makes out a form sitting across. The longer she stares the clearer Naraphim’s form becomes. An arm seems to morph and shape into existence: muscles strands grow, rippling and defining around their center. A torso contorts and stretches.