The Meeting 3

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

"My dear, are you ok?"

The mother and daughter asked at the same time.

"You.." Tara pointed at the 'man' who had just made her heart melt a short while ago.

"How can you say you are female?" she asked, still unwilling to believe.

"Ma'am I'm really female" the young 'man' defended in a low tone of voice.

"Those broad shoulders..then..what are they for? How did you get them?"Tara asked again teary-eyed.

"My dear, do not get angry.."

"Enough! Enough, lady! I asked your child a question"Tara thundered startling the mother and 'son'.

"Ma'am...please calm down" the young 'man begged but it only got Tara angrier.

"Are you going to answer or not?" she barked.

"Fine! My daughter got all these muscles from the gym. She is also naturally flat-chested," the middle-aged lady replied.

"You...and you..just gt lost. I don't wanna ever see you or your shadows again" Tara yelled as she rose up from the ground, wiping off a tear that had slid off her right eye

"Ma'am..it hasn't come to this. I can do anything you ask" the young 'man' pleaded but it fell on deaf ears as Tara slammed the door at their face.

Both shook their heads with a small smile on their lips before taking their leave.

"This game will be fun" the young man muttered.