I barely hear from you, hardly see you in months, and you call me to tell me you have a girlfriend. I apologize I’m not reacting the way you wanted ...e to. I never knew my daughter was a lesbian so give me a fucking break.”Then I’d felt really shitty. “I’m sorry, Mom. I just didn’t know what to do. But I know that I really want you to meet her.”So lunch was set up. I figured my mother told my dad, so that would be interesting. Also, in a morbid and selfish way, I wanted to take my mind off Dan. Aaj marwa lo gaand humre se eitna maza aayega toka ki kal se khud kahogi gaand marne ke liye.” Dadaji ne waise hi lund ko ander kiye dhire se aur aander ghusa diya. Mummy fir se chikhi. Dadaji ne kaha, “Tohri gaand bohut garam hai, humri Rani.”Dadaji dhire dhire aage piche hone lage. Unka lund dhire dhire mummy ke gaand ke chhed ke aander bahar hone laga. Meri mummy apne dant se hoth ko dabayi. Aawaz ke sath unka bada sa lund ka adha hissa mummy ki gaand ke chhed mein jaa raha tha.dadaji ko. Those mounds of delicate fat squashed up against his chest, only separated from his skin by his t-shirt.“So ... you can sing?” he asked, hearing her massive heart quicken. Did the prospect excite her, perhaps?“Not for millennia, but yes, I can.”“Will you sing for me?” he added.“Why?”“I’d like to hear it, and it would help me get to sleep.”“I can lull you into a deep and untroubled sleep at will,” she replied. “Singing is not necessary for that.”“Well, I’d like to hear it all the same.”She. Muttering the word ‘sorry’, I fell back onto my seat. The violist looked at me with a smirk. It was hard to wonder what’s on his mind. When the audience dismissed themselves from the concert hall, the next ‘performance’ came autograph signing from the show’s star performer. What felt like an eternity, the violist finished signing leaving me and Denise as the final two. After Denise got the violist’s autograph, she looked at me and the violist annoyed before excusing herself when the violist.