Or maine apni speed ke sath use usi speed me chodta raha uska ek hath meri gand par tha jo support kar raha tha ki mai bahar naa nikluTo bass ab mai j...arne hi wala tha ki jor ka jhatkaa marte hi uske dono hath meri gand par aagaye or apni tarafkhinchne lage to mai jhaar raha tha par chodte chodte hi jhar raha tha or poori tarah jhar gayaPhir maine manisha se poocha ki nikal du to wo boliBabu aagale lag jaa mai uske upar hi let gaya or ussey kiss karne lagaPar mera man nahi bhara tha kyu ki mai. She looked at me, eyes slightly down. “You wouldn’t dare, I’m your mother”.For just a second I hesitated, then my annoyance peaked. I was standing in the dining room, she was in the kitchen. “Come here! Now!!”Looking slightly uncertain my mother walked slowly in to the room. I hooked a chair away from the table with my foot – she stopped. “I said – come here!”Mother approached me. “Mark, what are you playing at? You can’t mean to..”I took her arm and sat down on the chair, all in one movement.. I had to admit, I looked pretty dapper. George picked out another style kilt, this one was your typical red tartan style. “Try this one on so you can compare the different styles.”So it was back to the change room yet again. He removed the sporran for me and then helped me remove the belt and then my kilt. All too aware that this time I was not actually wearing any underwear. Luckily, however, the shirt was long enough that it covered things up. He wrapped the new kilt around me and fastened it. Maine hairani se pucha fir kaun hai. To bhaiya ne bataya woh ek sex worker hai.“Main real estate mein job karta hu. Yaha par clients ko khush rakhna padta hai jiske liye maine is ladki ko permanent rakha hua hai. Ye mere sabhi clients ko khush rakhti hai aur unko main batata hu ki ye meri girlfriend hai. Buddho ko jawan ladki mil jaye to ye uske liye kuch bhi karne ko tyar hote hai.”Bhaiya ki baate sun kar main hairan reh gayi. Fire dhire dhire sab normal sa hone laga. Par kuch din to thik.