Humare ghar ke saamne ek humare dur ke chacha rehte the unki 2-3 saal phele hi shaddi hui thi.lakin abhi tak unko koi baccha nahin hua tha. Ek bar ki ...aat thi ki holi ka din tha aur sab log holi khel rahe the mein bhi gali mein holi khel raha tha . Humara ghar upper tha matlab hum first floor per rehte the. Aur who humare samne wale ghar mein niche rehte the toh meri chachi apne darwaje per khadi thi aur meri dadi balcony mein khadi thi toh meri chachi bilkul saafsutri khadi thi matlab unhone. Both girls laughed when the husband was fucking his wife, and he came far too soon. “Yeah, Pete’s like that sometimes,” Linda giggled. “But I don’t mind, other times he more than makes up for any lack of staying power.”The story progressed, and we all realized that the story was about a married couple that was having some marital issues. But even though each would fuck other people in the movie, they were all simply fantasies inside their heads and not real. He would fuck his wife and fantasize. And Charlie learned to stand up for himself. One day in January hisfather had slapped him, and slapped him hard. Charlie started to turnand slink off to his room when he stopped. Stood straight and tall, andturned and faced his father."Slap me again you son of a bitch" he said defiantly.His father was so shocked at this that he dropped his beer. "What didyou just say to me?" He demanded.Charlie just stood there and dug his heels in. "Slap me again and Iwill call the police. They may not. .. STARING! So now I’m like “WTF is her problem?!”I finish up my shopping and head to the cashier. Guess who is there ahead of me? Right. The staring lady! She turns around and starts staring at me again. So I start playing with my phone because at this point it’s getting weird. Super uncomfortable!Finally, she says “I want to apologise for staring at you, but you look just like my son who passed away”. I thought to myself ‘Oh it makes sense now’. I felt kind of bad for thinking she was a.