.or unhone uncle ko phone de diya uncle bhi has rahe the maine kaha uncle aunty bahut frenk hai wo bole haa bunty ab tum aao phir hum tumhe surat ghum...yege….maine kaha ok nextWeek or maine socha ki aunty ki awaj itni hot hai to wo bhi hot hogi ek baar to surat jaake uncle aunty se milege next week mujhe mumbai jana tha but maine surat rukne ka faisla kiya or mein surat pahucha maine station se shekahr uncle ko call kiya wo station ke bahar the mein station ke bahar nikla wo khus ki car leke. She looked at Kat for a long time then over at her husband, her eyes had a feral quality. Then reaching her breaking point Alicia began to snarl, damn near screaming."Gary," her voice high pitched and with an out of control slurring, "How were you able to keep the facade intact all these years? How could you go have sex with her?" the words poured out with venom."How could you do that then turn around and come home to me? Is your conscience that numb that you can play for four years and still. “Did you know the Conservative Party intends to cut social spending?” she asked as she laid a hand lightly on my arm.“Yes, I did,” I said, “That’s why I’m voting for them.”“Oh no!” she exclaimed, “You can’t do that! There are people who depend on the programs that might be cut!”I shrugged, as if I didn’t care. Truthfully, I didn’t.“Is there anything I could do to make you change your vote?” she asked with a girlish voice.“I doubt it,” I said, chuckling again.She looked to either side and then. I could see Raj uncle staring at her boobs like he will eat them at that moment only and then he took out his mobile to take the pic but the show became over.Relations between mom and dad were not good. Dad was a dominating character and usually scolded mom for silly things. One day things went out of control they had a big quarrel and dad started to scold mom in a high pitch and mom started crying. Since Raj uncle’s house was near he was listening all the things from his room.Next day i had.