As soon as he entered his house, slamming the door shut behind himself, he practically just dropped the briefcase just inside the door, and ran, which...was more like a waddle, towards his refrigerator. His belly bounced up and down with every step, and his breathing was a heavy gasping of gulps of air. Sweat was really pouring off of him now, and he could smell the foul odor of himself, but he didn’t care. With a wheezing breath he opened his freezer, briefly enjoying the instant cooling effect. Sabke chale jane ke baad madam mere paas aaye aur boli-“handsome lag rahe ho” maine kaha “Thankyou”. Tum abhi kya karte ho? Mai bola- abhi 12th ka exam diya hai ab mai free hun. Madam boli –Matlab ab tum balig (Adult) ho gaye ho.” “ Yes madam”, mai bola. “Huuuuuuuuum…….who kutch soch kar boli, tumahara kela to kafi kafi bada hai. ‘Kela???’ mai samajh to gaya tha ki Madam mere Lund ki taraf ishara kar rahi hain par mai anjan bana raha. Maine putch kis kele ki baat kar rahi hain aap? “Aare ab. Woh sharma gyi or kaha kuch b mat bolo,aapke chacha ne kbi aisa nhi kaha mujhse then woh kitchen se bahar gyi ,maine dekha k kitchen me chacha ka cell charge hoo rha h usme maine chachi ka phone no ley lia,o shit meri chachi ka naam btna hii bhool gya unka naam h sagrika.Next day main shop pr gya chacha k toh lunch time pr chacha apne ghr lunch laane k liye apne worker ko bejte h,but uss dinn main betha thaa woh mujhe apne bike kii key dii orr kaha k ghr se lunch toh lekr aana,maine yeh sunntey. On it were piled a lot of cushions of various sorts and consistencies, with which Alice and Marion used to make nests for themselves, little dreaming that the real object of the 'Turkish Divan' (as they had christened it) was to be the altar on which Alice's virginity would be sacrificed to the Goddess of Love, the mission of the straps being to hold her in position while being violated, should she not surrender herself quietly to her fate!By the keyboard of the grand piano stood a duet-stool.