When he died I have only my son Viji who a 6 month baby my husband family does not like me because ours love marriage& also inter caste one. he marrie... against to wish of his family they virtually through me out of house.My widowed mom help me little my brothers not I am uneducated [my son educate me in English by his encouragement I learned] I started flower vending near the temple. Life is very difficult but I want my son to get good education & get good job I don’t want to him suffer like. She is a short brown skin thick hmong girl who has boobs size 36c. I didnt realized that she already had a boyfriend name kee who's living with her and yet she still talk to me as friend when Her boyfriend goes to work. We did tons of phonesex and exchanged tons of nude pictures while her boyfriend kee is at work. She told me crazy stuff such as, my boyfriend only last 30 seconds, my boyfriend has small cock, my boyfriend is very short temp, my boyfriend is boring... etc This one day I was. “And we should fuck as much as we can. Other than that I can’t think about plans.”“I understand,” I said turning to look at her. “I had a teacher at college who said, ‘If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.”“Wow, that’s a great line,” Sherry said, laughing.Then we both got quiet, looking out the window at the farm. Neither of us wanted to speak. Sherry took my hand and we stood there quietly holding hands. I looked at her standing next to me, loving the glow of the sun on her. Mai sharma kar nazre jhuka li. Papa ka himat badh gaya aur apna hath meri gardao me dal kar bole; sarmao nhi saf saf bolo. Mai hole se”jee” boli to papa bole dekho Anil to ek sal ke pahle to ayga nhi kahi tum jwani ne kuch ulta sidha na kar baitho. Papa bol rhe the aur unka gardao par wala hath harkat krta huwa meri chuchi par agya mai sasna gai. Mai dhere se boli jane dijye papa nind a rhi hai. To papa muje apne traf sata kar bole tik hai chale jana par ek bat sach bolna, kya tme nhi lagta ke.