Papa hamesha dukan per hi hote hai.Wo subhe 9.30 se rat 11 baje tak wahi hote hai.Wo kahana bhi wahi khate hai.Ek hi sehar me hote hua bhi wo dophar k... khana khane ke lye ghar nahi ate the.Us din wo aye our maa ko kha.Chaolo hame gaon jana hai.Hrashide gaon me koi bimar hta use dekhne ke lye wo jana chathe the.Hum 10/15 dino ke lye uther hi rahenge.Aysa maa ko bataya.Mai naraz hta maa ko samza.Papa saman pac kar rahe the.Tabhi maa aagai our usne mere gal per hat rakh kar kha ke bus 10/15 dino. Her black top shows prominent cleavage. “You turn me on… so much… I bet you don’t even realize that.” He thinks to himself as he looks at her. He wonders if she noticed all the men in the bar staring at her. But she’s all mine, she knows that, he knows that… and so did they, he made damn well sure of that. He smiles somewhat wider on the inside. Then walks towards her, takes her hand in his, and they walk towards the underground parking garage where they parked their car.“Do you have her phone. Students danced and squealed. All the school's seniors rushed out the door of the school, greeting the warmth of the sun. Large groups of friends crowded around each other, discussing their plans for the summer and beyond. Chatters filled the campus green. Peter, one of the school's football player, ripped off his shirt like he was the Hulk and let out a shout of joy. The nerds, with their large glasses, tried to rush to their dorm before things got too crazy.I let out a small chuckle as I took. " Gerome's family, lives very close to the university that they both attend. His family is old, REAL old and live in the poorer part of town, and although they seemed to be an unlikely pair, Gerome's black and an athlete, they have been the best of friends since their freshman year. Typically my son "Patrick" normally goes to Gerome's house for thanksgiving. But this past year, he spent a good portion of the Christmas holiday there a well. In fact, he came home on Christmas Eve, and went back.