.. or maybe I should just shoot for tomorrow after all, I told myself.I had just started to drift back to sleep, when I heard the door to my old (and ...ew again) bedroom crack open and someone try to steal their way in, at which point they actually slipped under the covers with me. I didn’t know who they were or what their intentions were, but I was too fucking tired and down on myself to give a shit, figuring that I would learn the truth when I awoke later.Well, I awoke again and I had. Ghar wapas aate aate 1.30 baj gaye raat ke hum dono bheeg chuke the poori tarah se maine kaha mai ghar ja raha hu nahane to wo boli yahi naha ke gown pahen lo ramesh ka mai chai banati hu pi ke tab jana maine kaha theek hai aur nahane chala gaya.mujh par thoda sex ka khumaar chadha tha isliye masterbate karne laga rashmi bhabhi ne aawaz di sahil kitni time laga rahe ho nahane me maine kaha bus bhabhi aa raha hu wo sharat me boli takleef ho rahi ho to mai nahla du maine kaha aa jao aur wo sach. They were soon in dense woodland on what was not much more than a track. As she looked out of the window she could see there was a confusing array of similar tracks running off in all directions. She hoped he knew where he was going as it seemed to her it would be easy to get completely lost.They'd been driving along in silence for about half an hour when Bill pulled off the main track and onto a narrower one then, after following that for maybe a couple of hundred yards or so, it opened into a. "Steve sat up and looked at his mother, "Cindy, would you ever consider divorcing Dad and marrying me?" Oh honey," Cindy said as she sat up next to her son and hugged him, "it just isn’t possible. Any marriage we had would be i*****l. Once somebody found out about us they would take away our baby." What if we moved? Not just out of state, but across the country. We could change our names, our social security numbers, everything. Nobody would ever know were related. We could live as husband and.