Whenever I go to my friend’s home, uncle and aunty would talk to me very freely and I used to feel at home. Even aunty has a great structure and mai...tains her body with regular work outs she use to serve us food and sometimes even Asha but she is a quite girl reserved very rarely speaks and there was no chance of even picking up a conversation. However, her eyes are so powerful that it could even speak. Since my friend Rahul had lot of affairs and a regular drinker sometimes after party I drop. Ein Problem war natürlich das Geld. Ich versuchte immer Mia trotzdem alles zu ermöglichen, dennoch konnten wir uns halt nicht alles leisten. Auch wenn mein kleines Mädchen es nie gesagt hat, ist mir dennoch klar, dass sie deswegen von ihren Klassenkameraden aufgezogen wird.Um dieser unschönen Realität zu entkommen, flüchtet sich Mia in ihr kleines Zimmer. Zwischen unzähligen Einhörner und sehr viel Rosa bewahrt sie sich noch immer ihre Kindheit. Das ganze Zimmer wirkt wie von einem zehn. Then something happened to me. I felt like I have touched an 11KV electric wire. After some time I tried to find out her hand to touch again, in the darkness. Luckily, I touched again. This thing happened almost 15 times on that evening. Like this, that evening passed. When electric came back, I behaved normal as nothing happened. On the next evening, she was also sitting near to me. I tried to touch her hand and was succeeded for 2 times. But after this incident, when I tried to find her hand,. . he... he..." she stammered, finding it impossible to put into words what had transpired in her son's room."What is it Helen? I don't think I've ever seen you so nervous." You'd be nervous too if your son made a pass at you." What?" smiled her friend, believing that Helen was either pulling her leg or over dramatizing. She saw Helen nod her head confirming her statement. "Well, come on now, every boy goes through that phase of having a crush on his mother." This isn't like that. He all but.