I decide which of my sister's outfits I'm going to try on first."Deepak!" my teacher-Mr.Desai-says. I look up and realize that he's calling on me to a...swer a question. "What happens during cellular replication?" he asks. I open my mouth to say something, but realize that I have no idea what the answer is.I stutter for a moment, managing to say "I don't know." My teacher shakes his head."See me after class," he says. A few snickers echo throughout the classroom.When the bell rings, I hope that. If I am being honest this was not my first time. I had my share of lovers while away at college. I know to some people the thought of having sex with a f****y member would be out of bounds. However for me in that moments there was nothing more important to me then to put a smile on my dad’s face, and there was only one way for that to happen. I must say that out of all my lovers that it was my dad that gave me the kind of pleasure that I graved. When daddy was inside me I could feel his big. My asshole was pretty sore, but I was ina good mood and so was Becky. Everything seemed normal.I didn't see Ray until later that day at practice and he was already fullypadded up on the field with Coach when I ran out to greet them.The old surly, scowling, taciturn Ray was back and he did such a good jobat being his old self that I got a sinking feeling that yesterday was justan illusion.Practice was intense but great and we both kicked ass.The sinking feeling I had was quickly dispelled back. Sometimes the a****l in me provokes me to become shakti kapoor but then I had to control myself and suppresses it and tamed it to become Amol Palekar days passed and passed and we all were in same situation and I having a good friendship with her husband my wife having a good friendship with her and my k**s too had good friendship with their k**s.One day I planned to bunk my office and went to a mall for some shopping and for a movie and I went to Treasure Island and were roaming alone in the.