"He hasn't told you?" Told me what?" Oh shit." I think you'd better tell me about it, Joe, don't you?" Bloody hell Tommy, the old man will kill me, he...likes you, and he likes your mum too, he admires the way you've gone about things, you know, got your act together after a lousy start and knuckled down to it and he especially likes what you've done with the garden. The vegetables won't make any of us millionaires but people love them, they like the freshness of them and the lack of. I looked over at him, and his eyes were closed. I didn't know if he fell asleep. It was then that I noticed that, other than the hair on his head, there wasn't a wisp of hair anywhere else on him. I guess that's why his legs looked like a girl's when I first saw him. He then leaned over towards my seat, resting his head and torso against my right arm and chest. "Whoa" I thought - what's he doing? He seemed to just be resting, so I let it go and just stared out the window, pretending not to feel. When the events were in Boston or New York I would drive so I was always home later that same day. When the events were farther away like San Diego, Los Angeles, or Chicago my departure on Thursday or Arrival on Monday or Tuesday a.m. all depended on the flights.At the beginning of the marriage, my travel was not concerning, as Pete understood I was just starting out and I really couldn’t dictate the schedule. We also would try and leverage some of these trips as a mini-vacation. When Pete. Seeing a fully erect pulsating lauda was the way Kusum wanted to start every morning. Her son fulfilled her desire daily. She hungrily gobbled the erect lauda and started sucking. After some time Kanhu opened his eyes.He was happy to see his mother doing her morning chore. He liked the way she sucked. It was a greedy suck, as if she wanted to suck out the nectar. Kanhu’s lauda could not take it any longer and as he was about to come he told her to go , so that he can finish. Kusum got up.