Plus, it hadn't been easy to find the free time to go there, and he might not have such an occasion again for a while! So he stayed.At first, he just ...rowsed around the racks of DVD's and magazines, looking furtively around at the one or two other men there. He still felt nervous, and as if he was being watched by unseen eyes (a camera, more than likely), but there was also something exciting, and thrilling, about being there like that; watched, or not. Now that he was there, he thought, why. I wondered if I touch that hot ass and my mind was full of lusty thoughts for my mother on one hand I felt quite horrible but at the same time it was turning me on too. I was walking slowly and on looking up I saw my mother had already entered her room as I went inside she was lying down on the bed and had covered herself under a blanket. Now I was also quite tired with my fucking sessions with Neeta Aunty and I fell asleep as soon as my head hot the pillow. Sometime late in the night I felt. 00 p.m on Saturday she came to my house and asking are you free. Joking I am free if you are also we will make ourselves busy. She just started laughing. She told I am feeling boring as her husband went for tour last 2 days and it will take another 4 days to return. Suddenly she is asking what the plan is for dinner. Are you coming for dinner to my house? Since I have to go out for dinner I told O.K. She left home.Around 8.30 I got ready and went to her home for dinner. As I knocked the door. Hoping fervently that they would be honest and trustworthy. Live their lives to the fullest and to the best of their ability. As talks of war begin a song comes to mind, my eyes fill with tears… Little child, dry your crying eyes How can I explain the fear you feel inside? Cause you were born into this evil world Where man is killing man And no one knows just why. What we have become Just look what we have done, All that we have destroyed You must build again When the children cry Let them know.