Mother turned away as she could not smile at her hubby’s innocence. I thought to myself “If you know what mother and I are talking about, you woul... not only object but kill us both” We cut the chat and had our breakfast. After we had enough to eat, there is still some left so she asked me if he would like another round.He said “No mother! Not now”. I paused a while and then said “I will have my next round after dad is gone to work”. His dad said “That’s my boy! Take a break and have another. She’s a Mallu. Probably 42 to 45 years old with a really good set of assets. She has two children, both studying in college from the hostel. Her husband is a central government employee. As far as I’ve seen he’s slightly hot-tempered. But as neighbors, he shares a good rapport with us.She often comes to our home when I and my dad are gone and talks with my mother. My conversations with her have been very limited, given that I am mostly ambivert. I am also out of home for most of the day. But,. We reached the RAC coach and occupied the side lower berth of the number indicated in the list pasted beside the door of the coach. My husband went in search of T.C. to convince him for the berth.My daughter and I stayed behind. We kept my suitcase underneath the berth. Almost all the passengers had boarded the train and there was utter chaos in the coach as it was an RAC coach. My side lower berth was already occupied by a young boy of around 22. Our seat numbers were the same which meant I. This was better than what her mother did for good grades, better than what her and Aunt Vivvy did at Auntie Dot's wedding. This was a football team! "How many were there daddy? Did she get... ?" Beccy searched for the word, it was a word that she'd heard once when she was at Uncle Owen's and Aunt Linny's, something that Auntie Linny had let slip, it was something that had been done to Auntie Linny. Then she remembered it. "Daddy, did mummy get gangbanged by the football team?"Kenneth Jones just.