Like me Saab, you like me; I am old and your servant and not like your girl. Please don’t tease me Saab. She starts to get up and leave; I get up an... clutch her hand, Pooja I mean it. I like you.Saab, Majak mat karo, ek vidhwa ke dil se mat khilo. Pooja, nahi, sach, I was thinking of you while I fucked her. Really Saab, she’s so pretty and young and so buxom. I am old and thin. I bend down and kiss her cheeks. Pooja I want u, will u be mine? Saab, I don’t know, I have not had a man for more. Just not as prominent as before. As the weeks went by her time of staying out got later and later. Progressively it went from midnight, to 2, to 3… one day she didnt come home til dawn. This had me frantic as I didn’t know what had happened. When she crawled in the front door, drunk as hell and messed up I looked at her. One simple sentence brought all hell’s fury down on me. ‘Where have you been?’ ‘I’ve been out fucking partying. I don’t get a fucking social life any more because you got me. He is very good looking with his brown skin glistening in the sun. So good looking that I often have to grab my dildo while watching him. I wonder if he notices that I‘m having a hard time refraining from touching myself now as we talk. “Well there’s your problem right there, most of your commercial weed killers are more harmful to your lawn than the weeds.” “You mean to tell me he’s been wasting hundreds of dollars to ruin my lawn?” I asked incredulously. A small smile plays across his lips as. It seems that pa caught Ned and ma a kissin. Ma and pa werent never married but pa felt he owned ma since they had us girls. Ma said pa wasnt her boss and shed do as she dang well pleased. It went quiet for a while and then we heard ma a giggling. Pa was a ticklin her. Jen and I went to the door quietly and peeked out the crack. Pa had ma from behind and had his hand up her dress. She was a gigglin and pa kept raisin her dress up higher. Next thing you know they were on the floor and he was.