Look. I don't really know what to say to you. My parents thought you might need a...” his soft voice trails off. Unfortunately, the unexpected laugh...ter, just a few seconds earlier triggers another hormonal, emotional bomb to explode somewhere deep inside me. I start to silently cry. Tears are streaming down my softly fuzzy cheeks, dripping onto my bare but hairless chest. I am just sitting there, letting it happen… with this, this Simon, sitting uncomfortably close to me. Normally I would not. Second, she was clearly interested in Tara. And third, there was Tara’s obvious reaction to her. She was wearing a long black, expensive dress. The only jewelry she had on a matching pair of earrings and necklace. The woman seemed to have a thing for peacocks. I was distracted when Angelo somehow slipped off his chair. He caught himself, but only with some difficulty. He was clearly embarrassed and more than a little drunk. I frowned. Oh, he had enough to be completely smashed, but it all. Alice, Julie, Pam, and Heather you met. Cricket is sitting at the other table; she’s the short blonde in the navy-blue t-shirt. Scarlett is my other wife; she’s sitting with several others two tables over. She’s the sultry looking blonde in the white scoop neck top and white shorts.”Steve studied each of the women. He commented, “Cricket is an unusual name for a person. The only other time I’ve heard that name it was for an author of several popular books.”“Yes, that’s her.”Steve’s head jerked. I said “papa , sir main dard ho raha hai bahut , dawai hai ? “dad said ” beta so jaoo , aur tumhari mummy sir daba dengi tumhara “with this statement , i felt relieved with happyness and mom got shock .i said ” mummy chalo fir room zara dard door karo mera “mom ” haan tu so main abhi aati hoon “” are jaoo na , bechare ka sir dard ho raha hai , zara daba do “dad forced her inside my room even after her excuses .in moments after closing my door , mom was struggling from my lust to strip her down.