” “I don’t think I take care of everything a young man needs, and I think I should start making you do your own washing and cooking from now on....�� She responded. Her and I made conversation for a little bit more before she had to leave for work. After I finished up with my own breakfast I went for a shower and took care my pressing issue at hand and couldn’t help but think about my own mother telling me I need to get laid. Hell she was right, maybe I do need to get laid. It was just after 8pm at. Those ribbons and plaits so carefullydone by proud mothers to match summer dresses. And those shiny andsparkling hair clips entrancing me and calling to my inner soul.Sometimes, I'm sure they caught me staring but they probably thought Iwas just another silly boy."The 'clip' of the clasp closing on the pretty barrette as I walked byall shy in my black jacket, drab navy blue trousers and bland shoes.Chasing butterflies in the park whilst I kicked a ball by myself."I said all this, really it came. "Hi," a vaguely Australian accent said. I swallowed nervously and turnedaround. "I'm Tom. Who are you?"Oh shit. Their son Thomas! I managed a nervous smile. For a moment Ialmost told him who I was but I modified the "Donald" to Deborah just intime. "Pleased to meet you, Deborah," he said with a friendly smile and myheart just melted.He was a tall man, hair sun bleached to blond and with a deep tanned andwrinkled face though he couldn't have been more than 30. His blue eyesheld my heart. Kooch dair ghissney ke baad. Mein ney Laurey ko uski gaand ke hole per rakha . Aur ek zoor daar Dhaka daiker half Lund ander daal dia. Jiss se dard se bekhaboo ho ker Ghazi behoosh ho gaya.Mein ne Mahboob se kaha“Darling washroom se paani laaker uskey moonh per daalo. Issey hoosh aajayega.”Yeh sunn ker Mahboob paani ke cheentaiy maarey tau Ghazi ko hoosh aaya. Aur wo takleef se cheekh parah.Mein jhut uskey moonh per haath rakh ker uski cheekh dabai. Ghazi dard se mujhey daikh raha thaMein ne.