Aisa kai din tak chalta raha.Main ye bhi bata doon ki hamare ghar mein 1 nepali naukar hai jise hum gopu kehtey hain,who apney kaam se kaam rakhta hai...aur zyada kisi se baat bhi nahi karta hai.ma papa dono job kartey hain isliye sham ko 6 bajey ma ghar mein ghusti hain aur papa to 8 bajey ke bhi baad.Didi kai baar college nahi jaati thi.1 din didi ne fir chutti ki par main school gaya tha.par us din half day declare honey ke karan main jaldi ghar aa gaya tha.ghar par shayad bijli nahi. "Dave simply nodded before he asked, "Have you eaten?"His mother said they had been waiting for him, so they went down to the restaurant. Dave couldn't believe the high prices and he was happy that the RCGA was paying for it. After supper they went back to the room and talked about his first two weeks of college. He explained that he had made a really good friend named Alec. He said a few of his teammates were giving him a hard time about the Open but he could deal with it. His mother surprised. Mine was as well. After several deep breaths she asked, "Why were you afraid of me knowing that?"My next words again spilled out of me before I could think. "I dunno. Because you're amazing. Because you're unbelievably sexy. Because you're married. To an incredibly successful lawyer, I might add. Because every man at the company, and every man we've ever worked with, wants you." Oh please, my husband is one thing, but you don't honestly think I give a shit about the trophy collectors? The ones. Joe ordered the drinks. He was not normally a drinker and the alcohol soon made him feel somewhat woozy and not a little uninhibited. The girls had got on to talking about penises and which was the biggest they had seen. Joe pretended to be watching the television above the bar. Penis size was not a subject he wanted to get into. Somehow he knew what question was coming.Katy turned to him, smiled her winning smile and asked him in her most captivating voice“How big is yours Joe?”He blushed.