Maa ruk jaati hai. Maa ki aankho main aasu aa jaate hai.Vikram : Aap mujhe bata sakti ho main apka dost hu.Maa : Kal unhone mujhpar pehli baar hath ut...aya.Vikram : Par kyu bhabhi ji.Maa : Woh…Woh main apko nahi bata sakti.Vikram (dhimi awaz main) : Kyoki woh apne chote lund se apko satisfy nahi kar paya aur gusse main usne ap par hath uthaya.Maa ne apna sar jhuka liya. Maa gas par chai bana rahi thi. Vikram maa ki pith se chipak jaata hai. Aur maa ke hatho ko niche se kohni tak sehlata. I've never really hadto, ah, lug, any Marshall stacks. So this is it... your live rig? Prettybasic, I thought you'd be more hi-tech. What, one little amp twoguitars, an ancient pedal board setup and a couple of guitar stands. Iexpected a stack of rack gear and a big digital multi effect thingy.That's what my last guitarist had. Oh, and at least 2 amps sometimesmore and four or five guitars." Ah... well sorry to disappoint. That's all very well if you haveroadies on tap. But in the real world. After I’d finished; the big problem I now faced was how do I clean my bum. After many valiant attempts I finally succumbed to the inevitable and shouted, “Mum, I need some help.” It took about thirty seconds before a concerned voice was heard on the other side of the door, “You ok!” “No,” I replied. “I can’t wipe my bum.” Having spoken the bathroom door opened and in she strolled. Obviously seeing my problem she spoke, “Stand up.” Hearing this I did exactly as instructed. While. We weredriving now and Mom picked up a doll Jenny had left in the car. Momplayfully tossed the doll into my lap."Is this your doll, princess?" Mom said with a smile.Mom told me that if I was a good little girl and minded my manners, shewould let me take off the dress before dinner. Dad would be home fordinner, I surly didn't want to have Dad to come home and find me in adress, especially knowing that Mom would tell him I have been goingthrough Jenny stuff and trying on her clothes. I picked up.