Dale moaned softly as I continued sliding my hand up and down his stiff rod, but appeared to remain sleeping. Given how drunk he had been the previous...night, I wasn’t surprised….but I knew it wouldn’t last. After about ten more strokes, Dale began rocking his hips into each downward stroke of my hand and slowly opened his eyelids as he floated to consciousness. Through bleary eyes he looked at me jerking his morning wood, and said…”Mom???” Just then he closed his eyes again and let out a loud. I live in saket I’m 26 years old. Mere bahut sare friend’s hai all over Delhi mai to mai akser apne dosto to milne unke area mai jata rehta hu. Yeh kahani aabhi 2 mahine pehle ki hai jab mai apne ek dost ke yaha usse milne pitampura gaya to vo ghar par nahi tha to mai bahar hi apni car mai betha music sun raha tha aur uska wait kar raha tha tabhi meri nazar saaamne wali balkani mai gai jaha ek behad haseeen sardarni aunty khadi thi aur lagataar mujhe dekhe ja rahi thi mai bhi idher udher dekh. "Just checking in. I take it we're not working today." God, it's good to hear your voice. Just a second." he replied. "It's Dave!" he heard Rob say to someone in the background. "Dave," he continued. "We've been trying your phone all day. We were starting to get real worried about you, too." I've been away from it until just now," he apologized."Are you all right Dave? Your family?" I'm all right, so are the boys," he said. He took a deep breath and continued, "Julie's probably dead. I was. A feeling of frustration was growing in him. "Damn it all. Every time!" A small growl escaped his throat.But when she came back he kept silent. It wasn't any use anyway. Anytime he suggested something different she either acted like the silent martyr or outright refused. She mumbled something about the bathroom being free and slipped into bed. He lay there silently in the dark, staring at the invisible ceiling as her breathing slowed and soon soft snores began to fill the room. Shaking his head.