We talked very little, as normal. My mom rarely said anything, and neither of us seemed to mind silence, but she always gave me space to talk if I was...so inclined. My mom was real good that way. When she was satisfied that nothing was wrong, that I simply didn’t feel like running in the wet, damp, cold day, she suggested a nice, hot bath. One of the nice things about the new home that we’d moved into with Dan is that it had an oversized, jetted tub. Her bathroom was cold, as it was against the. We hadn't talked about fantasies particularly. We were just really young and really into each other. And she was beautiful, of Indian heritage and a traffic-stopping body. She was from a fairly repressive family where boyfriends were out of the question, especially non-Indian boyfriends, and I was the lucky recipient of her kicking against that and exploding into the freedom of living away from home for the first time.One night we'd had a bit to drink in the bars around the city and gone into a. More

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