Mummy=kya kyun jay yahi hai.Uncle mummy ko tight pakadte hue bo to so raha hai.Mummy=bacha nhi rah bo ab bada ho chuka hai.Uncle=to.Phir kab pahnogi ....ummy =kal. Phir dono hasne lage.Uncle mumy ko chumne lage apni baho me bhar. Mummy bhi apne hath unki garden pe lapat unka sath de rhi thi.Mummy=khana nhi khana.Uncle =nhi mujhe sirf aap ko khana hai.Mummy =ji mai ajj ki bat kr rhi hun kal ki nhi.Phir dono.Ne ek lip.Kis kiya . Phir uncle bahar aa gaye. Mummy ne khana parosa. Phir dono ne khana. And more holes is a big fantasy of mine. I mean, there just aren't enough, are there?"I was taken aback by her sudden crude frankness. "Well," I thought to myself, "you can take the girl out of Essex, but you can't take Essex out of the girl." I've been around," she continued. "But I've never heard of anything like this. That's what scares me. You've done something to me, I don't know what, and I don't know how to escape." Would you?" I asked. "Escape, I mean. If you could?"She looked at me. The result then was that I could see through objects. Living objects that is. A plain piece of wood was the same at 2 inches or 10 inches.But a body was a different story. I could focus through the skin and see the heart pumping (in the middle rather than on the left in our case). I could see the large tri-lobed lung expanding and contracting. I could see a glass of warming honey-milk sliding down Avril’s throat. And in time, and more salaciously, I could see the misty shape of her bladder as. Late aagiruchu..Me: thookam eh varala akka… Ithu vera oru maari irukku..Sis: Hmm.. Appo onnu panriya ??Me: enna akka seiyanumSis: Enna nalla katti pudichutu thoongu thookam varumMe: Ipdiye va..na than dress podala eh oru maari irukku..Sis: daii..unna chknna vayasula na than da kulikka vapen..summa va da ..nane solluren la..Me: Sari ..( avala pinnadi irunthu a tight ah katti pidichu paduthen)en sunni correct ah ava soothukj nadula poi set aagiruchh en kai ava mulai ku keela irunthuchu…nalla.