Ab story me age chalte he. Me aunty ke ghar me gaya aur avaz lagai aunty. To kitchan se avaz ayi andar kichan me aa ja.Me jese hi kichan me gaya aunty...khana bante hue chod ke bahot khush ho ke muj se lipat gayi aur boli are varun kitne arse ke bad aya he. Ghar ki aur hamari kabhi yad nahi ati he kya. Ya vahi par setal hone vale ho. Mene bola aunty ap kaha se kaha le ja rahe ho bat esa kuch bi nahi he bas padhai ke karan aa nahi paya. Lekin ab to teri padhai kahatam ho gayi na ab to ghar pe hi. “In fact, it might be worse.”“Worse? How the heck can it be worse? You’re not pregnant, are you?” I asked nervously.“No!” Heaven forbid! I want your babies, but not yet! No, my dad wants to meet your parents. He’s going to invite them out to dinner with him and my mom.”“Oh fuck!” I said. “Sorry, that kind of slipped out. That’s a really, really bad idea. It’s going to be a total mess. You need to find a way to warn your dad about how my mom will react. Tell your mom so they are prepared. I. Come on… Hold it together… About one-third of the way through the lengthy right-hand bend, I pressed the accelerator as hard as I could, thankful for the increasing radius of the Parabolica. Time seemed to stand still. Each millimeter took a full year to traverse as I kept one eye on the track ahead and one eye on the contender closing in behind me. Again, I zigzagged my way across the track, trying to break the draft but never truly successful. As I reached the starting grid, the world. It would be unthinkably rude not to expect me to bring you. You have a place at my side as much as I have a place at yours,"It is his turn to looks contrite but nods in agreement."My place at your side," he repeats softly, wonderment making his eyes drift out of focus."Now that we have that out of the way, what should I wear?" I turn to the assortment on the table. "I think something comfortable, it sounds like the girls were thinking a casual dinner."We pick out a soft green top that has long.