This was such bad luck for me that I was disqualified and Geet was selected instead for the Delhi tournament. They never gave me any reason for it. I ...as heartbroken.Back to the present, I was done washing dishes. I hoped at least now Singh sir would make a move. Suddenly I felt someone grabbing my butt from behind. “Not now Amar!” I yelled. But he continued to touch me, “I said not-” I turned while spilling some water on the man behind. It was Singh sir.“Do you still want what you wanted us to. .Mohsin main tumhari personal randi hoon, jab bulaoge tab chudwane aaongi..Kabhi mana nahi karungi” Asha (haste hue), “ha ha aha ….. Hanji aaungi baba aungi”Mohsin, “ promise karo”Asha (haste hue), “ha ha aha ….. Promise baba”Mohsin, “dhang se” Asha (haste hue), “ha ha aha …..Acha ji bolti hoon… Promise karti hoon ki jab tum bulaoge chudwane aaungi kabhi mana ni karungi.. Bas”Mohsin, “aur aaj se main tumhe akele mein kis naam se bulaun… Sweetheart, my love, beautiful, sexy ya phir hindi mein. I kissed down and cupped her boobs in my handed and started massaging them. They were pure and perky. She lifted her back and unclipped her bra and I stared sucking on her nipple. She gasped at my mouth closing around her nipple. I massaged her other boob while my tongue flicked over her nipple. Her hands played through my hair as I continued my oral assault on her.“I want you to make love to me” She said as she took my face in her hands. I looked deep into her eyes and went down and slowly. "Well, pack your bathing suit, and lots of shorts, and something nice just in case we go out for dinner or something. Get started, I want to be outta here A.S.A.P." I shooed her back into the house, and we both went up stairs. I reached into the closet, and grabbed my military style rucksack off the shelf. I was pulling shorts out of my drawer when I realized that she had called me dad. "Dad Huh?" I mused to myself. I didn't have any children biologically, so the concept was a little foreign to.