“WOW” he remarks as he gives you your drink “that’s quite a fetching dress you’re wearing”. You hardly notice his come on as you delve dee...er into the note. “Oh, yeah, thanks” you remark in passing. As you sip your drink and read on, he goes back to cleaning up. Glasses clank and kegs bang on the floor in the background. As you finish your note, you notice your glass has become full again. When did he do that? You wonder. As you raise the glass in an imaginary toast, you feel warm breath on. What's the bet it's the number of the mobile I have charging on my desk?I flick open the phone and find a few telephone numbers in the contacts file. Vanessa's number is there (at least I assume she is the same Vanessa who emailled me) but the other names do not ring a bell. I look at the outgoing calls register and see the last call I made was to Vanessa two days before my accident. There are a few text messages as well and they seem to all relate to setting up meetings.To say I am intrigued. Itne me unhone mujhe haat pakad k zabadasti uthane lage per main uth nahi rahi thi.Me : please mujhe chor do. Main toh bus yahan bathroom karne I thi.Ismail : chup sali randi. Wo daroga se gand marwati hai aur humare samne nautaki karti hai.Fir unhone mujhe zabadasti utha liya. Mujhe dhone bhi nahi diya. Aur mujhe ek kamre me le gaye. Us kamre me se bahut badboo aa rai thi. Actully me wo ek buchadkhana tha. Charon taraf meat tanga hua tha. Ab mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main kya karun. Fir. Eric climbed up on the bed and I kept pointing it at her opening. He knee walked up behind her. Mom opened her legs even more and I pointed it right at her hole, Eric grabbed moms hips and...I wish I could say Eric was a gentleman at that point but he wasn’t. Maybe because it was his first time and all. He lunged forward like an animal, he shoved his whole wiener into mom in one shove. Mom instantly gasped and lunged forward. I was so turned on by all this that I guess I wasn’t really thinking..