When he answered it, he heard Sandy crying. ‘Ed, I’m so sorry for waking you up, but I can’t handle these nightmares.’ ‘You, too?’ ‘You ...mean they’ve returned for you, also?’ ‘Yes. I don’t think I’ve been able to sleep half an hour so far tonight.’ ‘Ed, maybe I’m being a baby about this, but would you please come over here?’ ‘Sure, Sandy. I guess we’re in the same boat, so we might as well be there for each other. Ed drove to Sandy’s, and they did sleep well the rest of the night. Over. As we didn’t feel sleepy, we decided to watch some movie on mobile. During that time, we were again chatting random stuff. Actually, we were very close and Fatima’s boobs were pressed against my right arm!As the movie was boring, we again started talking about her personal life. She was working in a firm as a marketing head in Singapore. Since her husband was jobless in Hyderabad, he had a lot of suspicion on her. So her marriage life ended up in a divorce.The divorced Muslim girl was feeling. "Don't worry darling," mum laughed, "You'll enjoy it."I did too when I arrived back from getting the Polaroid films they were in the garden dressed in school blazers, short grey school skirts, white shirts and ties, flat shoes and what I hoped were stockings underneath all that."Bloody hell!" I exclaimed and felt an immediate reaction down below.With a little smile on her face, mum sidled up to me and in an innocent little schoolgirl, voice said."Please sir, I think I've been bitten by a bee."I. After the ride we went to the doughnut joint and, from a lacy silky bra, she produced her pair of silver ovals. She lifted the neck chain over her head and handed me her glasses, asking me to clean them as they were all steamed up. Those glasses were so not ready to be looked through and I really liked it that she wanted me to clean them for her. I used a bikers bandanna and had those silver ovals truly sparkling and I have enjoyed doing that many times since that day. ~~~~~ One year later.