My last thought was, God, what I would give to have known her years before.Then sleep took me away.I awakened the next morning to the smell of... ... ...bacon frying? What the hell? I had not smelled that for years, not since my mother cooked it for me. I never ate anything heavy for breakfast, usually grapefruit and some extracted apple juice.I got out of bed and stumbled into the living room. It was my parents' home, all right. My dad was sitting there reading the morning paper, just as he. Unhone kuch bhi nahi kaha aur nashtha kar kar hall chaale gaye. Mujhe kya karna, ya kya bolna samajh mei nahi aa raha tha. Bhayya mujhe kuch bolthe ya gussa karthe tho achcha tha. Lekin nahi.Rasoi ka kaam nipta kar mei hall mei gayee. Bhayya sofa par baithe hai. Mei jaakar unke paas tahar gayee. “Baitho” unke kahne par unke bagal mei baith gayee. Bhayya meri oar dekhthe hue bole “Kal agar meri jagah jeejaji hote thokya hota… ?”“Sorry bhayya…aisa fir nahin hoga…” mai dheera se boli.Jab tak. From upstairs, Alex called for his mother. She came, but not as quickly as she normally would. "What is she doing here", Alex asked as he got dressed. "I don't know", Alicia answered in a sparky tone. "She just showed up. Why didn't you tell me you invited her over?" "I didn't", Alex said. "And I don't appreciate your tone, slut." "If you're going to cheat on me, you don't get to call me that", Alicia said, anger rising within her."I'm not cheating on you. Lauren embarrassed herself last night. Again, Mike, aka Michelle, wasturned to the mirror and we both stared at the image that reflected back.It was clearly Michelle, but she had been made up as if she were going toa costume party as a seductive adult woman. This was beyond a makeupjob, for this was art, and a masterpiece at that. It was then my turn towork on Mike.I had Mike come over to me and I quickly stripped him to his pantiesputting his clothes on the bed next to the bag. He was clearly uneasyabout standing there in frilly.