"Me, miss Amy's party? Sooo not happening." But how can you... ?" Don't bother," she said. "I'm going; that's final." Allison, dear," Mom began. I'd m...de the trip out to do this in person just so I could have her in my corner."Mother," Allison said warningly."Oh shit," Jamie said. "She used the M-word." Mom," Allison continued, putting her hand on my mom's. "I love you, but stay out of this. He only came in person because he knew you would take his side." Now, Allison Ann..." my mother. I can’t explain it. It’s an emotion I’ve never felt from anyone else. She feels... Like a shield. A barrier that can stop anything.How could I fight that? How could I resist?I stayed.I planned to leave, but I stayed.I wanted to stay forever.I wished I could.I wanted it more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my whole life.But I wouldn’t ask.No, never that. Not me.I’ve learned not to be greedy when good things happen to me now. It’s ... easier that way.It hurts less in the end.You left me.You. She was wearing a white blouse and a pair of tight jeans.In a minute my dad returned to the dinning table to announce that for the next hour he’s going to have an online conference with his business partners. These words immediately made my heart go berserk, though Karen remained calm. She sat there enjoying her meal like nothing just happened between us. She is a good actress, I guess. That’s how she won over my dad.My dad kissed Karen’s cheek, thanked her for the evening meal, and retired to. Jai se hi anjali kitchen me gayi me suman ko kiss kar ne laga hum dono ek doosre ke laga tar chum rahe the it ne me anjali kichen se aayi aur boli yarrr kuch so sharam karo it ni bhi kya aag lagi hai, to suman boli tum ne kaha sharam rakkhi thi to mu rakkhu, it na kahekar wo dono hash ne lagi, phit me suman ko utha ke anjali ke room me le gaya, us ne andar jate hai apni t shirt aur jeans uthari di, wo bahot kayamat lag rahi thi, me lagatar us ko boobs ko chus raha tha, phir mene uko poora naga.