"Yes, but it's no substitute for hearing your voice. You sound good. You sound happy. I hope that's the case." Pretty much, Calvin. But I have some ve...y big news for you. Something you might not be ready for." What news? Don't tease me like that. What news?" he said, sounding frustrated."Mary Simpson is alive and living here in Washington." What! Are you serious? How? When did you find out?" It's an interesting story, but to keep it short, I spotted her in a nearby shopping mall and approached. Matthew was always rather tight lipped about those tiimes and refused to divulge only but a few scant details. There was a lot of yelling and a lot of physical abuse, he tells me.Our father pretty much disappeared from our lives. Neither Mom nor Matthew ever bring him up unless I do and tehnI am quickly diverted to another subject. It was one piece of the mystery. Recently I began to suspect that Matthew was having sex with our mother. In the past I've noticed how close they were but in my. .phir maine use neeche bithaya or kaha ki kabhi tumne isme se white white sa nikala hai..to usne kaha nahin..maine kaha yaar kyun nahin nikala ..bahut maaza aata hai…usne kaha ki aap sikha doo…mere puchne par pata chala ki use sex ke baare mein thoda bahut pata tha kyunki gaon ke ladkon se wo puchta tha lakin kabhi usne naa hi muth maari thi aur naa hi koi bf dekhi thi…maine use kaha ki aaj tum meri chudai karoo…wo ik dum peela parh gaya ..maine kaha ki hum dono ko bahut maaza aayega..wo thoda. She asked me to sit on the examination table.She stood up from the desk and moved towards me. She took hold of the back of the chair where I'd been sitting and with no effort at all lifted it and carried it towards me. I couldn’t believe it. I had’t been able to move the chair at all and yet she'd pulled it over to where I was now sitting with the greatest of ease.She placed the chair in front of me and she walked to the end of the bed. She used her foot to pump the bed upwards a few times.