.Dr ne kuch drops de diye aakho me dalne k liye..Kaam hone k baad hum log ghar k liye nikal gaye…Ghar jate vakt hum logo n drops le liye…Finally h...m log aunty k ghar pahuche…Dono bahut thank gaye the…Aunty n coffee banayi dono k liye…Our kuch snacks khane ko de diya…Khane k baad mai aunty ko bola ab me nikalata hu…But aunty boli ki tu jayega to aakho me drops kon dalega…Vo boli ki 2 mins me drops daal k chala ja…Maine kaha thik he…Drops dekhe to 3 the our usme likha rha ki 10 min ka gap rakhana. Carly was still convinced Haley was going to blackmail her. I was convinced Haley was a horny little freshman who wanted some of what her big sister was getting, and I was had decided to give it to her. By the time Carly dropped me off at home we had a bet on whether or not I could bed her little sister.The BetThe bet was simple. My goal was to take her sisters virginity. (We were assuming she was a virgin). The hard part was deciding the terms. At first Carly argued that if I succeeded then. .”“It’s all right Martin, we actually had expected this conversation long ago, but there never seemed a perfect time to have the discussion,” Dad said.I got up and went to Mom, sat by her, and held her close. She was being strong, but I felt her withering in my arms, as she started to cry.“Mom, I’m so sorry I asked,” I said.“It’s OK, dear – Nowadays, that sort of thing is much more common, but in 1953, it wasn’t. Your father’s parents died in the late ‘40s, but my parents were alive, and we had. The restaurants were on the ground floor, and they were going up!It was the first time she had been alone with an African man. Her husband would be on his way back to the office.She glanced across at Mr. Domon. He was older than her father. Distinguished and a gentleman, even if he was an African. Quite different to the usual Africans who had groped her in the shops and hotels, reassured she wondered what to say to this stranger she had met just moments ago.Then she noticed his eyes examining.