She then reprimanded me and told me to tell the guys there she was my mom. But I said that it wouldn't be good and asked her to tell the same to them....he then understood the situation and there I asked them to show the latest stuff. All they showed were translucent sarees. She then looked at me in unwillingness. The sales girl understood and told my wife I mean my mom that it was the latest design. I asked for black and green color saree. It was highly translucent.They understood my taste and. Claire was in her office across the campus working on papers just like Beth was doing now. She was marveling at another picture - Claire and her kissing - when the phone rang. "Hello, Security, Bat-Lovitch speaking," she answered. "You never call, you never write, Ben," a male voice she recognized started whining on the phone. "Mel, I love you, too," she answered. "Remember, it's Beth now. How's the Moss ad, these days?" Mel Fujitsu laughed. "Beth, right. Sorry my old friend. Habits die hard,". I was so excited to meet her after a very long time. I packed some clothes and left to my sister’s place 25 km away.I reached her house and surprise, there stood Vaishali, my elder sister with her son to welcome me. She gave me hug, we got emotional and had tears rolling.We went inside and I sat on the couch. I started playing with my nephew Athreya. Vaishali sister gave me a glass of cold water to drink and sat next to me enquiring about my health and topics in general. I asked where Akash. ..yes, that’s it ……..Now you can piss!”I had never peed in this position before, and I suspected there would be a certain lack of control, but, what the hell! I relaxed my bladder and began to feel a trickle of warmth run between my thighs. The trickle soon turned into a gush as I found myself enjoying this new experience of pissing freedom. The warm pee spread everywhere but I didn’t care. It came out of me like water out of one of those circular lawn sprinklers – between my arse cheeks, down.