I spotted my sister on the stairs silent with tears rolling down her face. Dad forced me towards the downstairs and my sister hurried out of his way. ...e then pushed me to the ground and he grabbed the shovel from the fireplace to hit me.My sister shrieked "NOOOOoo Daddy, NOOOOooononono" as it faded to sobs, but nothing broke his rage. I was in pain lying on the carpet, and through my tear filled eyes I made out the shovel being raised to hit me. I closed my eyes and braced for the hit but it. She parked the car but didn’t get out immediately, instead she just sat there, trying to make heads or tails or the situation. She tried to gather her thoughts as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes but all she saw was her son kneeling in front of her, holding her shoes like a devout slave as she used his face as a floor mat to clean her feet. Once again her brain relived the warm sensation of his face underneath her feet and once again it lit a little camp fire between her legs as if. My mom said don't go there, I said no I'm going and took my house keys and went there. We drank quite a lot and then Uncle Raj started asking about mom and said that looks like your mom had gone to the market shopping, he said tell her that she really looks very very beautiful in that silk saree. I could see his hardon in the lungi and he was trying to hide it, then she grew more bolder and said, that Saree suits perfectly for her beautiful figure, I ignored it and he got up and went to the. Fifty minutes later, she was back in the kitchen. Black mini skirt,white sleeveless top and her four and half inch sandals. Meanwhile, Ihad showered and dressed and then sent her down to see how Laura wasgetting along. Chapter TwelveWhile putting the last of the ingredients in the fridge, Laura andDanielle turned up with the desert, which joined the food in thefridge. Both of them looked stunning and I commented on the fact."Danielle did my makeup; I think she did a pretty good job?" Nearly.