Us din bhi usne suit pahna hua tha blue color ka pajama wala. Shyam ke 5 baje maine pucha ki aapka accommodation ho gaya kya,to wo boli ki ho gaya gue...t house main. Main bola nahi aap itne dino baad aayo ho aap mere ghar hi rukoge mujhe nahi pata main kuch nahi janta.wo boli ki ok thik hai chalo.maine apni gadi nikali use bithaya or ghar le aaya.Dosto mera ghar double story ka hai .maine use apne ghar walo se introduce karvaya or baad main chai pi phir maine use room dikahya jo ki mere room ki. Throwing open his arms, he reached to the skies, and as if pulling magicout of thin air, suddenly I was being rained on by more of his Christmasdust. I felt it on my skin, settling and sinking into my pores.Then I felt myself moving, of my own volition. I was falling backwards,but not to the ground. I was turning, on the vertical axis, my wholebody laying over, becoming horizontal, three feet off the ground.I was floating, at Santa's waist level.HO HO HO! He bellowed.Then my gorgeous lover. Main sara waqt usay doggy style main chodta raha aur uski gaand b mari thi.sham ko wo study ma parh rahi thi k main us k pass ja k baith gaya aur us se pochnay laga k usnay kahan se hamain chodtay hoay dakha. but wo taal matol karti rahi k abi wo parh rahi hai. maine minat samajat samait har harba azmaya but usne lift he ni karai aur parhti rahi maine jhumjhla k kaha k “agar tumne mujay abi na bataya to main tumhari gaand mar dun ga” usne meri taraf dakha aur boli haan ap to master hain gaand. I mustadmit I was having great fun. I decided to sing and to do a bit of tapdancing. I danced before a mirror and sang. Then I looked at the film ofhow it was done there, and I tried again. My mom looked at my practiceand said that it was not good enough yet. My mom smiled and accused meof being a perfectionist.I was not happy with my performance or the way I was. I looked at thevideo and I was just as good. Why was I not satisfied? Why was I so sad?I tried to practice so every second was.