Gopu: saali raaaannnnd kutiyaaaaaaaah mujhe bhi nahi pata thaa ki tereee chuut mein itni aag hai aur ye tere mast bobbey maslwa maslwa ke tune itne ba...ey karwaaye hain.saali maalkin banegi?Didi: haan aaaaaaaahh ,banungi aahhhhhhhh.Gopu: le saali aur le.Didi: aaaahhhh madarchod aaaaaaahhh malkin to main aaaaaaahhhh ab bhi hun aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh .aur mera hukum hai aaaaaahhh ki pelta reh oooooohhhh apna saanp mere bil mein……oooohhhhhhhhhhh.Gopu: saali maalkin se raand bana dunga tujhe ,order. When she handed my notebook back she looked flushed and said thanks. I brushed her hand as I reached for it and she jumped a little. Hmmm. Later I was in the cafe and I saw her, I went over and sat down with her and just started talking. We were having a nice conversation when she said "I am sorry, but do I know you?" I laughed and said nice one Linda, you just borrowed my notebook two hours ago. Now she laughed. "Oh, I get it, Linda is my sister, I am Joanne or Jo for short. I tell her my name. Truthfully, I had never thought about my father sexually until one night in particular. He always went through the same routine every friday night. He would get home from work and eat. Then he would go down to the basement and work out for a couple hours. Then he would come up and take a shower. After that he would grab a couple 6 packs and drink in front of the TV until he passed out.One night I came home from band practice early. I snuck in the house so he wouldn't hear me, so I could sneak. "I can feel you Saul," I cover the distance between us in two short steps. "I know you can feel me," I gently touch his cheek."What do I need to know?" The hairs of he new beard are baby fine and soft to my fingertips. "I do not know anyone or anything," I say quietly to remind him, I am a newcomer to his world and life."I know," he touches my hand. "I have rules," he pulls my hand off his cheek and squeezes it."I can respect that, but you should not tempt me," I am a little hurt, but as I have.