The cab ride back was emotional, the excitement was back twofold. My thighs were clamped together. The air conditioning was on high but I felt feverish. I straightened my skirt and grabbed the box of materials and went back in the hotel. I left them backstage where my boss met me. He said, "Hey, are you OK? You look flushed."I mumbled, "Just feeling queasy." Which was not entirely untrue. He said, "Why don't you go home and if you feel better by five come back and help me pack up". I said, "Okay." By now the wine's effects had wound down. So I was feeling apprehensive again, I went to the restroom and closed the door to my stall. After I peed, I sat there on the toilet seat with my head in my hands. I took out the room key from my clutch; I don't remember when I had put it in. The metallic gold tone card had just a number three etched to one of its side the other side had just the hotel crest. The card was cool to touch and sharp edged, thumbing its side made me shiver. I decided to. You know... stuff, but I... haven't done it yet," had been his embarrassed reply when Aarti had pressed him on the subject. Vikram and Aarti were close, always had been, but like most sons, Vikram was a tad shy when it came to discussing sexual matters with his mother. Aarti thought it was adorable how her son's cheeks went all red whenever she broached the subject of intercourse, and she derived a peculiar guilty pleasure watching her beloved boy squirm in front of his mommy. In some of her more unguarded ruminations, she had found herself wondering if there might not be more to Vikram's embarrassment than the modesty of a son. She had on more than one occasion caught her son staring at her. He would leer at her generous bust and her perfectly rounded calves after kissing his mother good morning when she was in the kitchen, still in her nightgown, and quickly turn his gaze away when Aarti looked directly at him. However, she had never reprimanded him. It was always refreshing to be.
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