Maa boli ki woh sab thik hai magar mein ek maharashtrian hoon aur ek bihari se shaadi yeh kaise hoga toh aunty ne kaha ki usha mujhe ek bataon tumhare...pati ki maut hone ke baad kisi rishtedaar ne tumhari madat ki.toh maa chup ho gayi aur kaha ki mujhe sochne ke liye waqt chahiye subah jab gupta ji aunty ghar mein aaye to maa unhe dekh kar hasi aur kaha aiye kaise aana hu aapka gupta aunty toh bahar gayi hai.maa ne unhe bete ne ki liye kaha aur meri maa ne gown pehna tha unse unke nipples gupta. ”I got home late at the end of the week. I noticed that Sam’s car was not in the drive. When I entered the house I notice Vicki was crying and that Sam’s room was cleaned out and empty. “Has Sam left home?” I asked Vicki. “Yes, but tonight is our night. I promised you I’d have an answer for you. So let’s sit down.” Vicki told me. For some reason I started to feel a bit nervous. “I don’t know how to tell you this, I love you and I have to make a hard decision.….I’m pregnant and Sam my son is the. And the thought of being a naughty little whore getting her deserved punishment was something that fantasies were made of. Too bad I couldn't be wearing one of those slut-suit French maid get-ups that seemed to dominate the catalog. After all, a promiscuous girl like me deserves to be dressed up appropriately in something that matches her attitude!My body, drained of all strength, was ready to collapse on the bed if it hadn't been for Jenny. She made certain that my fanny stayed propped up and. "Do you have to go to the bathroom, Matty?" Umm, I can't until this goes down, or I go in the shower." Men," I thought, "can and will go anywhere!"I put a plastic bag over the cast on his left hand and then Matty stepped into the shower stall and I reached around him to turn the water on."UGH!!" Matty bumped his shoulder into the wall and moaned with the pain."I think we better move into my room, Dear. Your shower stall is just too small, and I don't want to hurt you." He had paled with the.