Me boli thick hay.app keliye abhi jaan bhi hazir hay.so wo bahat khus huye.Rat ko wo scotch mangaye or bole baby kya tum mere sath thodi si drink karo...e plz. To me bol jarur lekin pack me banaungi or app ko dungi.phir waiter ke hath scotch or snacks mangaye or sathi sath dinner bhi.phir ham log pine beth gaye.pehela pack me banayi. To wo mujhe apne godh me bithadiye or bole baby ab tum mujhe apne hat me mujhe pilao to me unke godh m beth ke unko pilane lagi or wo ship by ship pine lage or mujhe. "Y-y-yes, I was. But to be honest, it wasn't because of the play. It was because of right now, Maggie." Amy, darling," Maggie said to her daughter, "is there anything specific that you would prefer we NOT do?" No, and I won't be in there watching. That would only make you nervous. I'm going for a drive, then I'll bring back an early supper. Mother, have at him. This is a one-time offer, gone after today. DO both of you understand that?"Maggie was already standing, grabbing for my hand. "Come on. What do they mean?" Carl set the large canvas aside. "Mean? I don't know. The more I have to talk, the less I know what I'm saying. I think it's all those speeches people give me. If they do it, I have to make speeches, too." Don't you have something less scratchy?" A real man can take it. Sally Anne likes them rough and tough." Oh," Carl said, still scratching.The bedroom door slid open. "Ha! I don't need Super-Brain to activate stuff!" Carla said. Over a shoulder, breasts down, was a now. My Dad ordered a pitcher of beer and a ginger ale for me, when it got to the table he switched my ginger ale with the beer and after about half a glass I was toast, we ate and headed home. Mom took me by my hand and led me to OUR room. When we started getting undressed my Mom leaned over and kissed me softly and said that she was in love with me.We got naked and she laid down on the bed, she reached into her nightstand and pulled out a skunky smelling joint and fired it up, as we lay there.