“Of course not, I know exactly where we are,” Rakash says. “I know these woods like the head of my cock.” “Rakash, when’s the last time yo...’ve ever seen your own cock?” The other asks. “Hey, watch your mouth. I’m not fat, I’m just big-boned.” “Rakash, I don’t think I’ve ever seen this part of the woods,” the other says. “I know where I’m going, shut the fuck up and let me think,” Rakash says. “Sorry, it’s just… Something doesn’t feel right about this.”“Cyrus, don’t be stupid. There ain’t. Kelly told me she was ready for children and that we should start tonight I said nothing as I knew she wouldn’t be getting any children out of my blanks. Life continued on and I was on pins and needles awaiting Sandman to get back to me. It’s hard to plan for the future when you don’t know if you’re doing it alone or not. I got a bit of a scare a couple of weeks later when Kelly phoned me questioning our joint bank account balance. I told her some cock and bull story about lending Dad some. It didn’t look like they were just having sex. His mind suggested a small correction. They were making love, not having sex.Julie turned his head away from them again. She’d said something, something that had caused his head to spin. He’d retreated into a dark corner of his mind, almost willing the Scotch to take him away somewhere, where he didn’t have to think about anything.What was it?Oh yeah. She wanted him to make love to her, too.“Daddy?” she said. “Are you okay, Daddy?”“No cherries,”. Ours is an ordinary family then. We live in a village. I’ve no knowledge about any kind of sex till my college days. My friend is Geethu, same age of mine. I was eager to see her after many years. In a Saturday evening they arrived. All are very happy. I astonished to see Geethu that how much she changed. Actually I’m unable to identify her. She was little fat and her dressing makes a bad feeling on me.She was wearing a tight jeans and shirt. Her high heel chapel and walking style projects her.