Kya hai niche mujhe batao.Me: kuch nhi mam, sorry.Kanchan: tum aaj kal padhai se jayada khi or hi dhyaan lga rhe ho is liye mujhe aaj jyada kaam hai f...r bhi mene sab ko chutti de di or tumhe tuition padha rhii hu.Me: kha sorry mam. To wo boli ok padhai ki taraf dhayaan do.Mai padhai karne lga bat chor nazar se uske boob ko baar baar dekh rha tha. Usne mujhe uska boob dekhte hue fir pakad liyaKanchan: kya dekh rhe ho.Me: kuch nhi mam.Kanchan: dekho tum abi bache ho ye sab baad mai karna thoda. The elephant in the room was second to whatever the topic of the day was for them and myself and her mother would sit at opposite ends of the table, giving fleeting glances to each other and becoming more and more uncomfortable. The night in question was a Friday. After a long week at work, my girlfriend invited me to stay at her parents’ house for the weekend. Dinner was awkward as usual with the usual nattering from the rest of the family accompanied by nervous tapping on the table and. She expected it to be no different when she joined the firm but then she met Simran.Simran was a couple of years younger than Sofia and was also, without a shadow of a doubt, prettier. Which when you consider how good looking Sofia was tells you that Simran was something special indeed. A tall, leggy with a winsome smile and the longest black eyelashes which she was adept at fluttering, Simran was a statuesque beauty to be sure. Although Simran was hardly shy she was not nearly as worldly as. “No dad, we don’t make love,” I replied, “We are still very close in other ways but we don’t have sex.”I was anxious for my dad to go to bed so that I could listen for any noises coming from upstairs and I did my best to get him to retire to his bedroom but he just kept on talking!Finally, after a further thirty minutes, my dad bid me a good-night and went up to bed.I ran to the stairs to see if I could hear anything from Brian’s bedroom but alas I heard nothing. I remember thinking to myself.