The cab driver’s stares made me realize that I looked as bad as I felt and I didn’t say many words to him except to ask him to get me home as quic...kly as he could. I limped into my apartment and threw my bag and jacket in a pile by the door. After painfully extracting myself from my strict office clothes and putting on a pair of comfortable jazz pants and my favorite t-shirt, I sank down in one of the armchairs in my living room, absolutely exhausted. Before being able to summon the strength to. I put in some tomatoes and peppers, and I wanted to see if radishes and carrots would grow in the sandy soil.One benefit of having a huge back yard with no neighbors close by is the opportunity to be nude. My life was changing, and I thought adding a bit of nudity to my daily routine would make me... well, more sensual. I'd experienced the thrill of being nude on the farm when I was younger, and the danger of being caught had added something to my youthful orgasms. There was no danger in the. The officer looked up at me, a scowl changed into a smile. This was a good omen, she obviously realised I was not a woman to be trifled with."Excuse me" I said, coming to a stop in front of her, my arms folded under my bosom "but we have been queuing for a lie time, and I wonder if you have any idea how much longer it will be before." She smiled and interrupted me. "American?" she asked. I smiled and confirmed I was. That's seemed to make her smile widen. "I must apologise, but security has. Kya tum theek kar sakte ho?Ratan-Kyu nahi, aunty.Mom-Thanks, Ratan.Ratan-Aunty isme thank you kaisa.Mom-Itni raat ko specially aye tum mere liye.Ratan-Aunty shower kya aap bolo toh kuchh bhi kar sakta hu aap ke liye.Mom-Achha? Jaise ki?Ratan-Jo kami uncle puri nahi kar sakte.Mom-Tumse kisne kaha?Ratan-Maine aap ki aur Suman aunty ki baatein suni.Mom sharma jaati hai aur use bolti hai, “Ratan tum baitho main naha ke aati hu.” Woh room mein mom ka wait karne lagta hai ki tabhi bathroom door.