As Vanessa sat down she suddenly realized that she didn’t really know what she was going to do. Should she try to take a dump in front of everyone a...d let them all see her ass-hole ooze out a couple of turds or should she just have a quick pee and get down again. That option sounded nice and simple. Then again she also knew she needed to change her tampon. Should she go through that sometimes slightly messy process up here on the Matterhorn and let them all have a perve at her vaginal blood. There was no reason for her to go round there so I wasn'tworried about her noticing it missing. Each day I would leave, drivearound the corner, park the car and come back into our street from theother end so I could get to the side gate without being seen from the frontwindow.The first day I did it I was trembling. Part was worry that I would beseen, part was worry of what I would see, and part of it was just theexcitement of creeping around and being a voyeur.I wasn't seen; she was far too. Hay tu to ek dam mature orat lag rhi heYe kehkar unne mujhe kiss kar diaMe-kya kar rhe ho?He- ari meri rand ab to me hi karunga or tujhe karwana hMe- me rand nhi tumari biwi huHe- ha ha wahi chal ghar chalGhar akar nafees sone chala gya me use andar andar galie dene laga ki sala hramzada mere ghar ka nokar thha or mera malik ban kar so gya mujhe dhoke se orat bna dia or pehle hi din so gya mene ghar dekha bohot ganda ho rha thha shayad ise kisi orat ki zaroorat thi par me orat ban kar agya to. She had married a domineering man and over the years she had lost count of how many times she had stood at that particular kitchen sink with tears in her eyes.In Mia's mind no one understood how much she longed to know her mother. She had always wanted a "normal" family with a mother and father like most of her friends had. Her grandparents were wonderful people, but they weren't the same as having her own set of parents. She wanted to experience first hand what it was like to complain to a.