Kumar: Sali itne pe hi itni tez chikhti. Shiv tu bola tha ki ishke sath hamari mast jamegi.Maalik (Shiv): Are Kumar yeh aisi chikhti hai. Sali ki nipp...es kafi sensitive hai, lekin, mast slut hai. Tu taste karo to khud samajh jaoge.Kumar: Acha thik tu bolta to.Fir maa ki boobs ko maslta hua maa se puchne laga.Kumar: Tujhe rough sex pasand hai to?Maa: Ji pasand hai (thodi hiskisati hui)Kumar: uth maat bolna. Dekh agar pasand nahi to bata dena koi dikat nahi. Lekin sun, sex ke time hume kafi rough. I hadn't really noticed before but now I saw that she was a rather pretty young woman. Her medium length black hair pulled back in a pony tail. I estimated her age to be early twenties but she had an air of maturity about her. "I am very well, thank you," I replied to her question, "and yourself?" "I'm fine thanks," she said with the smile never leaving her lips. "I went to the 1940's weekend yesterday." "Me too!" I exclaimed, "I probably passed you and didn't realise." "Yes, probably,". I also came home a few times when Grandpa was there alone with Mam, and although I never caught them fucking, I could tell that they certainly had satisfied looks on their faces.The other thing I noticed was that Mam and Laura were spending more time together, and I hadn’t seen her so happy in such a long time. I’m not proud of this, but I started snooping around in Mam’s bedroom when she wasn’t home, and I found what I now know is a strap-on dildo that's life-like and about nine inches long. A couple of middle aged late night sweaty joggers and a woman walking a Doberman and the park was done. The alleys, I knew the alleys. The maze of narrow dark backstreet lane-ways leading home. The odd guard dog growling menacingly through security mesh at the back of some warehouses, but I knew where they were. They didn’t catch me by surprise. No homeless dudes. Just the darkness.It was in a narrow zigzag alley; linking back through to the main street, dark and dingy, where I was momentarily.