" A cup?"She said, softly, and I saw her soft, puffy lips form the words slowly, "A cup. What's it look like? What do you do with it?" The cup is... a...chalice. Silver. It has been neglected, so it's tarnished. I pick it up. I'll carry it with me, take it with me, and polish it, restore it. I'll make it like new."She continued staring into my eyes, and as she waited her eyes seemed to look deeper, a small, mysterious smile on her mouth. Then she said, "I see." Then her smile became more knowing,. Some widowed are seeking a partner.After 2 weeks of the conversation, she asked about my room and roommates. I said that I am alone in daytimes. She asked, ” will you say yes if I ask you to meet me?”I was surprised and without thinking, I said yes.Then, she said, ok we shall meet on Ganesh Chaturthi. I said big yes. I was happy because all my friends will go home. Then, I am alone in the room. I said to my parents that I have some interview in that week so won’t come home for Chaturthi.Then,. Usne kha teri gand bhi marne layak hai m ruka or kha kya matlab itne m usne meri gand par apna muh tika diya or chatne lga maine ruka par wo nahi mana.phir mujhe bhi maza aane lga.maine kha tum mera lund chuso mTumhara lund chusta hu hum 69 k pose m hokar ek dusre ka lund chusne lage phir 10 minutes baad m maine us se kha mera niklne wala hai usne kha mere mouth m hi nikal de maine jhtke k saath apna sara paaniUske mouth m nikal diya wo mera sara paani gatak gaya phir usne kha ab mera maal kha. At least, over there I would have television for entertainment. One of dad’s friends dropped me to my uncle’s house. My uncle Ranveer was 35 married to an ugly looking aunt Savitri. Uncle had a ration shop just outside the house. He was a handsome man with a good sense of humor and our chemistry jelled instantly. He seemed to be intelligent and knowledgeable instead of being from a small village. Whereas my aunt was really boring. The only topic she had was of cooking. She even had to taunt me.