Utne mai mom ne apna fone table pe rakhte hue dono haath upar kr k baalo ko bandhne lagi tab unke boobs upar ki aur kiche n gore gore clean shaven und...rarms mast dikne lage n mehra uncle vo dekhte hue lund hila rahe thay n bole “Bhabhi sahi dikh raha hai boobs n underarms aapke”Us time mehra uncle k dono taango k bich khadi khadi mom baalo ko bandhte hue muh niche tha aur boli “Haa mehra ji gym yoga sab krte hue hi itni fitness maintain rakh paati hu aapko toh pata hai mai kitni health concious. ” It all came out in a rush as though if she said it quickly, it wouldn’t be true. I said, “I’m sorry to hear that. The man must be an idiot.” She smiled reflexively, there was no warmth in her smile. She was a beautiful moll and she knew it. I’m sure men complimented her all the time. Her skin was creamy and perfect. There was not a wrinkle on her face, her hands were small and delicate. On her left hand were a big diamond and a gold wedding band. “Thank you, he is. Can you find out for me?” I. "Timothy stared at me but said nothing."My husband and I have been given permission by the State of Texas totake you out of jail and home with us. Once you have recovered enough toleave the hospital, you do not have to go back to the detention center."He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He turned his head and staredhard out the window. His eyes blinked rapidly and then closed again. Heturned his face to the wall. I couldn't see his expressions at all. Theair conditioner cycled off. I. I ordered another shot to drown my embarrassment. “How are you getting home?” Becca asked.I was clearly drunk and in no shape to drive.“I can give her a ride home,” Clint volunteered. “I’ll close up. You can clock out and take her home.”I stumbled out to Clint’s car and he drove me back to my apartment.“Do you want to come in for a drink?” I asked Clint.“No. I’m good.”“You sure?” I asked again, this time drunkenly rubbing my hand on his thigh.He looked down at my hand and then back at me. .