We would usually have a pint or two after work on a Friday and that is where the story begins.I was drinking when one of the older guys came and sat n...xt to me. "So what are you up to this weekend?" Probably a bit more of this to be honest, my girlfriend is off with her parents to a family wedding"Ray sympathised "my wife is away too with her sister at Butlins for a 60's weekend"We talked some more about work, football all sorts of subjects and of course had a couple of pints."Look if you are. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Poulamir kamore hat thake rakto porchilo viki r ,o agia alo poulamir dika ar gale thas kore akta chor mere bollo,magi dara tor sati pona ber korchi…Aj toke puro college k dia chodabo… Bole ak tan a khule dilo poulamir sayar dori,ar ota biswas ghatokota kore hor hor kore neme galo poulamir sarir thake ,o hat dia nijer lajja bachanor britha chasta korcilo,kintu hay charte oi rakam posur sathe ki kore pere uthbe,kichukhoner modha puro udom hy galo charte. When I called your mom this morning, I let it slip out what a great cock you have!”I was still spinning and asked, “Does dad know you two fool around?”My mom burst into laughter and still starring at me said, “No silly. He hasn’t fucked me in years and never questions me about spending time with Auntie. If it weren’t for Auntie keeping me satisfied all these years, I probably would have left him long ago. ”I asked, “Does Uncle Scott know?”Auntie replied smiling, “Bryan, no one knows except. "What can I get for you?" she asked."Well if you have coffee, I will let you ruin my health with a pastry of some kind."I do have coffee, so what kind?" Ma'am I know nothing about French Pastry, except he ones who wear the little maids uniforms." I smiled judging her reaction. She didn't seem amused and I took that as a good sign. I took the coffee in the paper cup toward the stand up counter by the door. I got there with most of it still in the cup. I felt bad that I had left a trail of drops.